Calendar Man may not have been a big hit with.... well, with anyone, but compared to Planet Master, he was Black Freakin' Adam. I give you Detective #296:
So, he runs around in an asbestos suit? I think this particular problem will solve itself if you give it a few years.
Check out this dialog exchange:
First, why is Batman asking this guy to stop what he's doing? That's not the voice of authority we've come to expect after almost 275 issues of Detective Comics there, Bruce. Punctuation counts, kids!
And second, I love how this guy just blurts out his m.o. the second Bats shows up. I'm basing all my attacks on planets! But don't you study up on planets, or you might be prepared! Especially since I'm doing my crimes in the order of planets distance from the sun:
Naturally, you'd think that the costume based on the planet Saturn would make him look stupid. Well, prepare to eat those words, Negative Nancy! In fact, let's skip the whole Jupiter nonsense and skip to the good stuff:
Okay, that not only looks stupid, but seems dang impractical. How do you eat with that thing on? Do you have to have a henchman throw chicken nuggets in your mouth or something?
So, what's the cause of all this? Well, it's a 1950's Batman story, so someone either got hit with a ray, hit on the head, exposed to radiation, or....
... ah, breathing in strange gases. The classics never die. I think the recurring theme is that in the 1950's, if you worked in a lab (or for that matter, had an occupation in a field involving almost any of the applied sciences), you were going to turn into a criminal against your will. Sooner or later, it would happen, so you might as well get to work on your costume designs now.
Hey! It's time for Fun with Out of Context Dialogue!(tm!):
Yeah! That was a good one. Did you know Dan Didio, editor in chief of DC Comics, is refusing my friend request on Facebook? And he friends dang near everyone. I'm really not sure why, because more vocal of my support of modern DC Comics (and most Marvel titles, for that matter) I could not be. Oh, well. See if I send a virtual cow to his farm.
See you tomorrow!