Marvel’s Relationship With Trump: A Black Nerd Problem

My Fandom Weighs A Ton I am a Marvel fan. Cut and dry, plain and simple. No shade, but not like a “Since I saw Iron Man in 2008” Marvel fan. Not an “I loved watching X-Men on Saturday morning cartoons” Marvel fan. Admirable, but nah. I read Captain America tackling the war on drugs and then transitioning to whatever the hell Nomad was. Read Chuck Dixon put NYC street-level icon The Punisher through the grinder for shits and giggles in War Journal. I’m not dropping names for clout; I am shouting my Marvel fandom from the mountaintop because it runs deep as all hell. Magneto was my entry into comprehending Malcolm X, a whole year before Denzel got robbed for that Oscar. Storm was the second crush I ever had (Yahira from sixth-grade homeroom only edged Ororo out because she was a real person). I really grew up loving Marvel Comics everything. I lived for the trading cards, especially the Tim and Greg Hildebrandt painted ones! By the time the Saturday cartoons came around, I was schooling my whole family on Marvel lore and I made no friends at home for it. Wayment… Don’t get me wrong, I actively read DC comics, Image, and a slew of indie publishers. Be that as it may, my nerd identity was formed by my youthful experiences with Marvel properties… Which is why it breaks my heart that Marvel Entertainment gives so much money to Donald Trump’s campaign.For clarity, Marvel Entertainment is the wing of the corporation that deals with licensing for toys and games (or the maddening i…