Yes, time to take a break from Respect (cue resounding cheers from the broad masses) and look at what’s new in the realm of popular culture.
Most of us go through life with fond hopes that on some level we know we may never see realised in our lifetimes. World peace, the socialist revolution, an end to hunger in the Third World, the BBC repeating The Goodies… you know the form. Of course I have a few of my own, like holding out the possibility that Buckley might relaunch Power Man & Iron Fist before I die. Actually, I’m not so much in a hurry to see that happen at the moment, as Ed Brubaker has been doing an excellent job on Immortal Iron Fist.
Which brings me to this jaw-dropping story about the Orange Order’s latest attempt to get down wit da yoof. No, this does not involve Bobby Saulters, George Patton et al zipping around on skateboards while exclaiming “Booyakasha!” Unfortunately not, for us connoisseurs of the absurd. No, the Orangemen are muscling in on the box-office success of Spider-Man and chums by launching their own comic-book superhero. This is gearing towards young people who don’t quite feel that King Billy is “cool”. Indeed, many of the wee mites seem to view William of Orange as being, like, so 1690.
The arresting figure above, who is still nameless at this point, represents Orangeism’s pitch to the Wii generation. Suggestions for names will be gratefully received.
Actually, this reminds me a little of the Hole In The Wall Gang when they were still on the wireless. Some readers will recall with affection the occasional skit they did on “The Amazing Sectarian Adventures of Orangeman”, who with his Super Paranoid No Surrender Vision could see a fenian plot from miles away. Perhaps Hollywood’s top scriptwriters could come up with something even more entertaining?