Another time, Jack took a call. A voice on the other end said, ‘There are three of us down here in the lobby. We want to see the guy who does this disgusting comic book and show him what real Nazis would do to his Captain America’. To the horror of others in the office, Kirby rolled up his sleeves and headed downstairs. The callers, however, were gone by the time he arrived.
Mark Evanier, Kirby: King of Comics (via nerdhapley)
It’s Jack Kirby’s birthday, so here’s that story of him being bad ass all of the time.
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True fact: during WWII Kirby was assigned as a scout due to his art skills, meaning that he went in alone and unarmed, ahead of Allied attacks so that he could draw enemy fortifications.
Once he was ambushed by three Nazi soldiers, all of them with guns. He killed all three with a knife he stole from one of them.
Dude was verifiably grade-A stone-cold badass.
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And that’s why Jack Kirby was the King.
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Holy heck
Listen I know that I should be restricting myself to appropriately measured and respectful commentary about the King of Comics, Jack Kirby, but WHAT A GUY
GOLLY
If you will excuse me I’ll be in my room, chin resting in my hands, gazing rapturously at a framed photo of Jack Kirby, actualfacts Steve Rogers, literal sensitive artist who loved truth and justice and used his presumably elegant and ink-stained fingers to push up his sleeves past his muscular forearms in order to go punch out some literal goddamned Nazis
Everyone else standing around, worrying their handkerchiefs in their hands, as Jack Kirby, all-American apple of my entirely uncritical eye, socked facism right in the jaw and then went back to lovingly drawing pictures of Black Panther fighting aliens with ray guns or something, because Jack Kirby, only precious battle nerd of my heart, loved equality for all of human kind almost as much as he loved beating the crap out of Nazis with his furious vengeful fists (which was, like, a lot).
Jack Kirby, a Nazi-destroying force so powerful that if you you included his exploits in a comic book or Quentin Tarantino movie they would be dismissed as unrealistic. “Surely,” the viewer would say, “There has never been a person on earth capable of delivering such an overwhelming avalanche of whupass upon the heads of evildoers everywhere.”
To which I could only respond
CLEARLY YOU HAVE NEVER HEARD OF JACK KIRBY
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