The Devil and Hitler's Mustache!

And we're back, with a surreal Moment of Comic Book Greatness (tm!) from Golden Age Blue Beetle #22.  In this issue, our hero ditched his day job as a police officer in Centre City and moved on to bigger things by joining U.S. Intelligence.  This was all the license needed for this little gem of an exchange:

If you're thinking, "Why didn't the Beetle just reach over that chair and strangle Adolph right then and there?", you're thinking the same thing I'm thinking.

Yup.  Rather than just thinking he's a beast, Hitler is... well, they don't come right out and say he's Satan, but he sure looks like the typical representation.

I don't know if I'm a fan of that.  It isn't that one can overstate what a terrible human being the man was, but giving him a supernatural bent is giving him too much consideration.  It portrays an awful person as a force from beyond, and that's more credit than he deserves.  Just my two cents.

Anyway, the Beetle proceeds to scold the man:

And then punches him for good measure.

Where it gets a little odd is the Beetle just leaves him there without explaining why he didn't finish the job or at least snatch him and take him back to the Allies.  Wouldn't that be the sensible thing to do, all things considered?

But then, the Beetle gets another crack at him...

... but instead of killing him...

... rips Hitler's mustache right off his face...

... and then disappears again.

First... I think Hitler recovered a little too quickly from having his mustache ripped off his face.  It's not like pulling a hair from someone's head.  I'm surprised his top lip didn't go with it.

Secondly, when did the Blue Beetle become Ambush Bug?  If you have a crack at taking down Hitler, you should probably do it rather than grab little mementos.  

Oh, who am I kidding?  Stealing Hitler's mustache is awesome.

Especially when you send it to a co-worker in a box.  Forget the Krispy Kremes... send me Hitler's mustache if you've got it!

See you tomorrow!