I Love Ya But You’re Strange – Evil Girl Legion Dance Party!
Every day this August I’ll be spotlighting strange but ultimately endearing comic stories, one a day (basically, we’re talking lots and lots of Silver Age comic books). Here is the archive of past installments of this feature.
Today we look at the issue where the girl members of the Legionnaire try to do away their male counterparts, and it ISN’T some sort of noble scheme!
As you all know by now, Legionnaires routinely would seem like they were doing mean stuff to their teammates but it would turn out that it was all an elaborate ruse and they were really trying to HELP their teammates. Like when Mon-El found out that you could resurrect Lightning Lad only by sacrificing yourself, so he kept it to himself because he planned on giving his own life up for Lightning Lad. Except Saturn Girl presumed he was jealous and wanted to keep Lightning Lad dead.
But in Adventure Comics #326’s “Revolt of the Girl Legionnaires,” these girls are actually out for evil!
First off, I love what they’re all up to when Saturn Girl tells them their “get rid of the boys” mission is on…
Supergirl is feeling a little bit guilty, no? “We were just…experimenting…”
And so THAT’s how the Legionnaires all stay so trim. Plus, what the heck is “Knowledge Condensotron”?
First up, we have the gay Element Lad trying to talk himself into a woman…
You have GOT to love the looks John Forte give the women in this episode. And the way they use sex as a weapon is striking.
Finally, after they won, the girls have their evil girl Legion dance party but find out something’s wrong…
You have got to love that. “Wait, it was WRONG of us to hate all men? SHIT!”
Also, commenter Jason makes a great point about how bizarre it is that Jerry Siegel named the evil feminist planet, in effect, Feminazi. Jerry Siegel sure did bring the trippy.
The end of the story involves the guys all bemoaning (in their thoughts, of course) the fact that the ladies were only pretending to be interested in them. You got a whole pile of raging hormones in that clubhouse.