Sometimes I squint at this image and I think I'm coming close to understanding it. Then a stray thought intrudes and it all falls apart.
As far as I can tell, comic book artists of the fifties understood that the chief threat to our cities would not be poor urban planning, or Soviet nuclear bombs, or terrorists at the controls of a jet, but a miniature Earth with a grudge against our infrastructure.
Also, what the hell kind of phone is that guy using?
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