There Really Are Superheroes
by Steve West on December 3, 2007

And most of them wear capes. Oddee does a nice roundup of ten real-life superheroes - people who actually dress up in costume and prowl their respective cities with a willingness to foil criminals and their crimes. While you may question their sartorial wisdom, you gotta admire their desire to make a difference.

Three Replies to There Really Are Superheroes

Kelly Lee | December 4, 2007
If you go and look up their myspace accounts, there are dozens and dozens of superheroes. It's kinda cool, I guess.

Amy Austin | December 5, 2007
This is just *begging* for a week of themed goos...

Steve West | December 5, 2007
Ha!

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