After WWII ended, a lot of comic book characters really didn't know what to do with themselves (perhaps a case of art imitating life). For instance, Spy Smasher became Crime Smasher. The most glaring of these is probably Captain America himself:
Yes, Bucky... you can't just promise to keep your mouth shut, seeing as how it's a national secret and all. You must be my partner!
Do I get a shield like yours, Cap?
Um.... no, Bucky. That's a one of a kind item, I'm afraid.
You're sending me into combat with no shield? How about a gun?
Well... I guess if you find one laying around....
What about a code name? I need to keep my identity a secret!
Well... let's not get ahead of ourselves. We'll put you in as tiny a facemask as possible. But for now, let's just call you "Bucky," so I don't get confused.
Anyway... the war is over and Steve goes from being in the army to being a teacher in a private school.
So.... we went from fighting Nazis to that.
Maybe the next story....
I am Robin Hood! I rob from the rich and give to the poor, requiring them to look up at my genitals whilst I drop coins to them! I have behavioral issues!
Moving on, we see that the Human Torch isn't doing much better. A guy has some kind of eye surgery and discovers he can now hypnotize people. I've had LASIK done, and while it was indeed awesome and life-changing, I don't think I can do that. Anyway....
Okay, let's remember that despite the misleading name, the Human Torch isn't human at all. He's an android. Why does this stuff work on him? I know I ask this question a lot, but half of what takes the Torch off the board are things that shouldn't work! BLEH, it drives me bananas!
And then there's this:
Well, the kids do hate it when their cigarettes get crushed and they can't light up on a windy day. EEESH!
See you tomorrow!