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Cake day: September 5th, 2025

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  • The idea is he’s straining so hard because he’s trying to use the exact amount of force he needs to stop the train without harming anyone inside. Too much force on the train and everyone in the train gets injured or killed, too little and it doesn’t stop in time to save the kid, and I believe in this one he didn’t have the option of just grabbing the kid because he would have been hurt too badly from the sudden acceleration.

    If you’ve ever tried to assemble something where you’ve gotta snap together two pretty fragile pieces it’s a similar idea. You absolutely can generate way more than the force needed to get the job done, the difficulty is in having the pieces survive the attempt.

    I can tell you I have experienced it with models and computer components and you’d absolutely think I was arm wrestling a God with how much I was straining trying to push those parts together without breaking them.

    Edit: I’m not sure which comic this is actually from but when trying to find what issue this was from I saw people saying something about explosives on the train too? Not sure how accurate that is but the idea goes to support the usual thing with writing Superman that he often doesn’t have an easy resolution to whatever crisis he’s facing.

    If the explosives thing is accurate then taking the time to move the kid means the train likely gets closer to more people an explosion would hurt. Would it be enough to matter? Maybe not, but Clark would pretty reasonably believe it would.







  • Getting ready to possibly have to sue my kid’s school district because the state implemented a cell phone ban and the district refuses to address the fact that he has a documented history of autistic meltdowns where he goes into full on Flight mode and has made it out of the building on multiple occasions. He kept getting suspended because he’d barrel through any adult that got in his way until he finally calmed down. At like 8 years old mind you, he’s 14 now. “Oh we’ll just set up a BIP.” Oh you mean that thing your staff and faculty IGNORED for fucking years because there was never any mention of any of the fucking outbursts you’d call me about regarding him hitting someone because they refused to leave him alone and you did nothing about when he told you? That BIP?

    We didn’t even want to get him a fucking phone in the first place! That’s the compromise we made with the district years ago because they kept losing my fucking kid, refused to okay any other kind of tracker, and adding him to our plan with a cheapo smartphone was the the only one they’d okay that we could afford.

    Sorry for the rant. I get really angry when I think about the way my brother and I were screwed over by the public school system and watching it repeat itself in New and Exciting ways with my own kids.