The real reason superheroes don’t exist

The other day my little brother was playing outside with one of his friends (it’s not extinct yet), when I overheard them telling each other which ‘superhero’ they were. Now, never in a million years would I have expected, that one day I would witness a battle between Batman and a ©Lego Ninjago character, of which I didn’t know the name, but that’s exactly what I was witnessing.

What intrigued me that there were absolutely no rules and from what I could deduce from the sounds nothing was too crazy for two little 6 year olds. Hearing and seeing this brought back memories from days long gone and I got this sentimental feeling everyone will recognize when thinking back on their childhood. But it got me thinking about all the barriers that were between me and these endless fantasies of being the greatest hero, gymnast or whatever. We all (myself included) live by certain rules that are created not only by ourselves, but by our society. Kids don’t yet have these boundaries and the scene that was playing out in front of my eyes was every proof of that. Maybe to me it wasn’t quite the Joss Whedon scene I am used to seeing, but that didn’t matter because there was no stopping the action, except for the occasional Fristi break. (for people outside of the Netherlands: Fristi is a dutch Yogurt drink, which is just awesome (we’re not affiliated with the brand in any way). But anywho, the point is they were lost in a seemingly endless battle between two fantasies gone wild.

This got me thinking. How cool would it be if you were walking through your neighborhood and you still heard adults screaming: “Maybe this will take you down Thor!” Kablam!$%&*pggrrrPow! or whatever kind of sound comes with the demise of Thor?

Me personally, and with ME I mean the adult ME who is formed by all the rules society has set, knows this is absolutely redonk. But the ME who still has an imagination which isn’t set by boundaries and rules would love this idea and I would gladly take part in this.

I know there are still large groups of people who have never let go of their childhood fantasies. They are known to us as LARP-ers (Live Action Role Players). But even these Larpers don’t play by the same rules as my little 6-year-old brother, because they set boundaries and have rules within their role-playing. So even though some would call them “people who need to grow up”, they actually have because they have a certain rule-set they play by and so they have set boundaries. For example in their LARP-ing world a ©Lego Ninja could never be in battle with Batman.

These boundaries and rules we live by are created from the moment you are born. Think about it, depending on whether you’re a boy or a girl you either wear blue or pink and you don’t have any say in this. The idea of having any say in this “as a baby” is of course ridiculous and I don’t expect people giving their children rainbow-colored clothes until the moment they can choose for themselves, but that doesn’t take away the fact that the first layer is created around a “free” child. When you’re parents have decided you can either wear blue or pink the next thing is that you either get a car or a doll, how to eat, what to eat, what to touch, what not to touch, even books for children mostly suggest what’s right and wrong according to our society. Now I could go on discussing one by one how many rules are laid out for us, but you can probably see where I’m going.

So all these rules and boundaries have made us the society we are today and I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with it, but there is! A big part of our society lacks any form of creativity and there’s an overall shortage in fantasizing. Our fantasies are killed by the harsh reality that as a 12-year-old you have to start thinking what you want to be and Batman is no longer an option. Our creativity is constantly criticized and talked down on how it ‘normally’ looks, but the whole idea behind creativity is not to do what is ‘normal’ and thus the real creativity is suppressed.

I just hope that somewhere in the future technology or something else opens up the possibility for us to once again get in touch with our fantasies as we once did. That being said I just got a call Batman and ©Lego Ninjago need my help saving the world!

Always superb,
A-Typical

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7 thoughts on “The real reason superheroes don’t exist

  1. I enjoyed the read, and your thoughts on what limits our imagination. Thanks also for the like and the follow.

    Only in your post you say, “I just hope that somewhere in the future technology or something else opens up the possibility for us to once again get in touch with our fantasies as we once did.”

    If you take your reasoning a little further, you will realize that what limits us are things that became habitual. Boys liking blue, girls liking pink. That kind of thing. Just try getting an eight year old boy to wear anything remotely pink and you will see what I mean.

    The point is this: if it’s habitual, it’s ingrained and it has been forgotten. Have you ever tried remembering something you have really forgotten? Because, I guarantee you, if it is forgotten, it doesn’t exist any more. Not consciously, at least. It is this which limits our imagination; we can’t imagine what we’ve not experienced.

    It’ll take a little more than technology to get it back.

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    1. Sure thing, really enjoyed your blog as well! Thanks for giving your two cents. It’s true what you say, habits limit us to a certain degree for sure. The example you give of boys liking blue and girls liking pink is a great example of how we like to give a certain meaning to something that isn’t necessarily logical. That even applies to things on a much higher level too, doing things only because we were thought to do them. It’s important that we move against the current sometimes, that we’re a bit different despite what other people might think of us and that we apply our own semiotics for a change. I do believe, however, that there are still enough people out there doing whatever makes them happy despite the pressure of society. Crazy thing is they’re seen as weird outcasts, get laughed at and shunned while they’re actually the ones keeping imagination and fantasy alive. We’ve just become so heavily reliant on technology, kids too, that we were just saying that technology might be the best solution to bring back that sense of wonder in the future. Best case scenario, we won’t need it and kids will keep looking beyond the glowing screens of their iPads, don a makeshift cape and challenge their friends to a fantasy battle in their backyard. If we dig deep enough, we might even be able to remember the things we once forgot. 🙂

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      1. Thankyou for your frankness. It is a rare thing to encounter. Most of the time I get excuses, or, as you suggest, outrage. They speak of the same thing: someone who cannot find the things they forgot.

        The problem with the outcast is that they remind people of what they did forget. The problem is that the things they first remember are the most prominent things: the things they forgot because they were nasty.

        Nice memories are like butterflies, they are tender and easily damaged. They are far harder to retrieve when lost. They are the harder to retrieve when there are too many horrid memories to re-accustom oneself with.

        The truth is, however, that those horrid memories need not have been so horrid. It is only one’s own subjective viewpoint that cast an otherwise innocuous happening with that awfulness. Now, this isn’t always the case, there are terrible things that happen – the CIA support of ISIS being one clear example. On the whole, the things we need to accustom ourselves with are things that are not so nasty, but only seem so.

        The problem today is that when so many people round on you to tell you that you’re ill*, it’s harder still to tread a path that is genuinely one’s own.

        (*I had a letter suggesting that I was ill; in fact, it spoke of ten people, all of whom suggested that I was ill, and how could ten people be wrong. As mentioned in my as yet unpublished book, did all these people imagine me to be ill with the same ailment?)

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      2. It can be scary to talk about something of which it seems nobody agrees with or doesn’t believe. It can be scary to talk about the truth sometimes because of the same fact or because people don’t feel comfortable with the truth. Sometimes we just need to face the facts no matter how bad they are. 😦

        We believe, however, it’s important to focus on the bright side of life! We like to complain and talk about things that bother us sometimes as well but in the end we’re all about trying to send out positive vibes. Everybody should be who they want to be as long as they aren’t hurting others with it. Everybody should stay atypical. 🙂

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