I’ve finally figured out how Caped Crusader is able to feed me this inexhaustible supply of wonderful social and political posters. You see, he went on a walk through the woods one day and came across a very old lady gathering wood, and muttering to herself, “I must have wood to heat my cottage this cold, cold winter.”
Taking pity on the lady, Caped Crusader offered to help her fill her basket. She immediately agreed, and handed the half-filled basket to him. Caped Crusader was surprised by how heavy the basket was for one seemingly so frail but set to work with a good will. Peculiarly, the basket never seemed to get more than half full. It did, however, get heavier and heavier.