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Intelligent, dry-humored nihilist seeks bad times with other curmudgeons.

The Hitler Story

Sometimes memories just hit you out of nowhere. There’s no trigger for them to appear, but they show up at your brain’s front door uninvited with a suitcase and a baby, barging in and saying, “We really need to talk.” This happened to me yesterday. I remembered the time I learned about the Hitler salute.

A dodo!
“My god, you’re ugly.”

I remember watching Superman: The Animated Series every Saturday when I was a kid back when Kids WB was a thing and life was slightly less miserable than it is now. Although I’ve always been a Batman fan first and foremost, I still enjoyed watching Superman’s adventures. In one episode, Superman’s enemies were some rogue Kryptonians who followed a militant philosophy. I can’t remember anything about the episode except that the salute those Kryptonians made was the same as the Hitler salute. Of course, I would pretend I was Superman and his enemies (because my IMAGINATION is so large) while I played inside. One day, my mom was in the room and, with excellent posture, performed a Hitler salute. She saw this and told me not to do it. I couldn’t understand why, since it was just from a kids’ TV show.

IMAGINATION
“Imaginaaaaaaation!”

You know those “A-ha!” moments we all have a few times in our lives? Years after the incident described above, I finally learned about Hitler in history class. I was told about the atrocities this man had committed, how he was pure evil… and all I could think was, “So THAT’S why Mom didn’t want me doing that salute!” The moral of the story is that I miss the golden age of the DC animated universe. I think I might go watch Batman Beyond after I’m done with my midterms.