After Sue Dibny's murder–while pregnant, her on-panel (page and a half long) rape, the grey moral paint with which the Justice League I grew up with has been painted, and now the on-panel death of Blue Beetle (not to mention the viewing of his corpse), and the way the "fun" Justice League years have now been painted, plus the needless return of the character who is The Red Hood in the Batman book…

I hereby officially concede the DC Universe to the overgrown fanboys who are both writing and reading it. And to the editors who are asleep at the switch. They may all get off on the "bold, mature, edgy" content and the shoddy recycling of stories, but I've just had enough. There's far too much bad writing in the world to be paying for it in 32-page installments at $2 and $3 a pop.