In a world of storytellers, there are some that stand up and above the rest. Today I want to contribute a small, humble observance on the impact that one such storyteller has had on the world as a whole.
I could list his accolades and resume highlights… I could quote him, or talk about his creations… but really, when all is said and done, this man was a hero himself, because he was always looking for a way his stories could bring people together, destroy prejudice, and open minds.
Just one of his many creations, The X-Men, have been stand-ins for many different minority groups, fighting for others that are in tough places, but have no voice. Whether it’s civil rights and racism, or fighting for the acceptance of being able to love and be with, whomever you choose – The X-Men have always been a force and a presence that taught the beauty of an individual was so much more than physical appearance.
It’s a tiny tribute, in regards to words – but in regards to feelings, it’s too much to try to write. I have loved this man’s work for a very long time, and have always found his commentaries, editorials, and interviews – all point toward a leader…and yes, a superhero.
Rest in peace, good sir.