Reading these first comics I learned much more about wonder woman than what I had previously known. I guess it shouldn’t have surprised me that she comes from a utopian Paradise Island run entirely by women, all of whom have super strength and speed. Her whole purpose on earth is to ‘save the world from the hatreds and wars of men in a man-made world.” Seems to me it’s a mans dream. But I suppose it could be a woman’s dream world took where she is the savior, over the men. She also gives other women of earth someone to look up to, who is indeed not a man.
I found it rather amusing to see how she was portrayed in the beginning of the comics. I suppose it’s not truly sexist, or downgrading to her, but yet the author made it a point to have everyone know that she was something to look at. Having the eternal beauty of Aphrodite and the wisdom of Athena. Then, the townsfolk call her a hussy, as she is wearing hardly any clothes. She surely must have been a publicity stunt for being and looking different. It’s too bad we can’t have a superhero who isn’t super good looking. You know. Maybe average joe should have a chance. It’s interesting to see the changes in Wonderwomans costume over the years. Some outfits have her a bit more covered up, but you never seem to get away from the skintight, every curve showing bodysuit.
Finally, wonder woman gives a whole new meaning to being her own worst enemy. The woman is I love with the first man she’s ever laid eyes on. The man of two first names, Steve Trevor. Alas, he cannot see through her alias Army Nurse Diana Prince outfit, though she and Wonderwoman look exactly the same. It’s too bad he can’t see past the nurse bonnet and realize they are one in the same. Secret identities man, they’re a killer.