Because he was born in Ethiopia and came to us as a stumbling, almost walking baby, I was especially disappointed when my son lost interest in Superman and his cape; he too had been sent as a baby from one world to another. Don’t you see yourself? I wondered.
And then I realized: all my childhood heroes were squarely white. They were so white, they never had just one WASP name, but two: Bruce Wayne, Donald Blake, Clark Kent, Steve Rogers, Reed Richards, Peter Parker … My son’s name is Dagim. How could I share my comics with my son and say, “Don’t you want to be like them?”