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However, when Gaines and Feldstein went to put it in place of the pulled story, they were told no, the story violated the Comics Code.
Judge Charles Murphy (administrator of the Code) said that they would have to change the astronaut from black to white if they wanted it to be included. This was not part of the Code at the time. Feldstein and Gaines felt that Murphy was just deliberately messing with them (again, Gaines felt that the Code was designed specifically to put him out of business).
After being told that, clearly, the color of the astronaut’s skin was practically the whole point of the story, Murphy backed down a bit, but said that they would at least have to get rid of the perspiration on his skin. It could possibly be that Murphy felt that it was exploitative. I do not know, and neither did Feldstein nor Gaines, who only had their suspicions that they were being screwed with.
Feldstein and Gaines both refused to comply (I believe the terms they used included at least one use of the word “fuck”), and Gaines threatened a lawsuit and/or a press conference to shine a light on why exactly the story was objected to.
The story ran as is."

“…how many blacks did McDuffie manage to sneak onto the team this time–five? (I bet DC editorial gave him the same order as Burger King in that lawsuit–to “lighten things up around here.”)”
“Why don’t they call this the “Minority League”? ”
"Flying from Los Angeles to New York for a signing at Jim Hanley's Universe Wednesday (May 13th), I was flagged at the gate for 'extra screening'. I was subjected to not one, but two invasive searches of my person and belongings. TSA agents then 'discovered' the script for Unthinkable #3. They sat and read the script while I stood there, without any personal items, identification or ticket, which had all been confiscated.
"The minute I saw the faces of the agents, I knew I was in trouble. The first page of the Unthinkable script mentioned 9/11, terror plots, and the fact that the (fictional) world had become a police state. The TSA agents then proceeded to interrogate me, having a hard time understanding that a comic book could be about anything other than superheroes, let alone that anyone actually wrote scripts for comics.
"I cooperated politely and tried to explain to them the irony of the situation. While Unthinkable blurs the line between fiction and reality, the story is based on a real-life government think tank where a writer was tasked to design worst-case terror scenarios. The fictional story of Unthinkable unfolds when the writer's scenarios come true, and he becomes a suspect in the terrorist attacks.
"In the end, I feel my privacy is a small price to pay for educating the government about the medium."
Yesterday I woke up beneath the mountains. In the dim morning glow I saw that The Great Wall of China had appeared in my backyard.
I made my way up the side of the wall and walked the stone path, which no one had really put there. I walked a million years and then a million more. I met a creature that no one had created.
He said, “We are without a father.”
I said, “Where is a son without a father?”
He replied, “I came from the wall.”
I followed the creature to his great library made of glass that stood high. Inside I saw the literature of the lonely.
The creature said to me, “This is where we know where we came from.”
I asked, “Where?”
He answered, “The Wall had the rightness of life, and we grew up from the unseen.”
Outside the library as we spoke a city grew up on it’s own, and reached to the sky, and created it’s own light. And the Sun winked down.
And the Sun said, “I came from nowhere. I made you from chaos with dice.”
I turned to the creature in distress and asked, “How can this all be!?”
He said, “You don’t understand. Read all these books. Once you do, you might have the reason and logic that I have found.
“Then you’ll know that you have no father.”
Yesterday I woke up and The Great Wall of China had appeared in my backyard. Nobody had put it there.
What? You don’t believe me?