Picked up from where I left off in the Adam Glass run of Suicide Squad today. Issue #14 is kind of disturbing. I imagine feminists angrily raising their fists at the violent treatment of Harley Quinn here by her beloved “puddin,” the Joker. One scene shows her hanging by her neck, with a chain for a noose, as the Joker gleefully interrogates her. It’s sick, it’s twisted, and I wonder if this issue got flak when it was released years ago, even though there were fewer hotheads on the Internet back then, and political correctness wasn’t as big as it is today.

And so much for that.

Today had been a day of simple joys. I arrived home early from work — so early that I even had time to watch the latest Gotham episode before dinner — and found out that the Kindle cover the wifey ordered for me on Lazada has arrived. Now I’m more excited to read Bird Box on my trusted ebook reader. Will actually do that, right after I finished with Neil Strauss’ Emergency, which is so freaking good the pages seem to fly by. Pretty confident I can finish Emergency before January ends.

Some hard rock-n-roll for today’s jam: The Datsuns’ Smoke & Mirrors.