Second Edition By Edgar Miraculous Dyer I am too long, from Mars. I want to go back. I love George Perez, as an artist and a comic book legend, ..but, his post-Crisis, Diet Vader, Ares, just isn't doing it, for me, anymore, as a Number One Badguy (one of three) for Wonder Woman. I miss Mars. I want Mars, back. There was a time, in the Forties, when Wonder Woman's most enduring enemy, the Greek god of war, went by his Roman name, Mars, ..and ran his divine business out of a network of smoke-ridden, fire-belching, metal fortresses, on the surface of the fabled Red Planet, named for him. His cosmic agents, his 'Court' of War - Duke of Deception, Earl of Greed, Lord Conquest and General Destruction - were little more, than armored buffoons, back then, and were never particularly awesome or terrifying, ..but, they were every bit, as ugly and weird, as the Joker. They existed in a fiery, steampunky world - an industrial hell, like Jack Kirby's Apokolips -
