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In reply to jwneil (msg # 9):
Still I was hoping someone might be able to help me understand the appeal. Oh, well.
I suspect it's a sort of visceral wish fulfillment thing. Like, up to a certain age or maturity level, everyone occasionally flirts with the idea that, with the right motive and the right circumstances, they could be the baddest of dudes.
The Punisher represents that conviction taken to its logical conclusion and allows one to live that fantasy vicariously, without having to actually move to a monastery in China and study real hard, or have your family wiped out by drug lords and swear revenge, or develop a fatal disease and devote the time you have left to wiping out street crime, or even just dropping out and devoting your life to being bad. While Superman or Iron Man or other traditionally heroic figures can be relatable and fun, it's difficult to imagine being them without a lot of mental gymnastics. The Punisher, though? Load up on guns and ammo, her a black trenchcoat and a van, and you, too, could be a bad enough dude to rescue the President.
At a certain period in a young person's life, associated when I went through it with leather dusters, ludicrous amounts of spent ammunition, a well-worn copy of the Anarchist's Cookbook, and heinous amounts of heavy metal and black eyeliner, that's an incredibly seductive draw.
EDIT: Credit where due, large parts of this theory are paraphrased from Neal Stephenson's novel
Snow Crash. I regret nothing.
This message was last edited by the user at 19:41, Thu 12 May 2016.