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Re-reading Jack Kirby’s 1974 OMAC series, I find I’m less interested in the supermuscled protagonist than I am in his weird employers/backup team, the Global Peace Agency. You know, the guys who hide their faces with orange “cosmetic spray”, wear suits with little capes, and (personally) use no weapons stronger than knockout gas and sarcasm. They’re everywhere in the series - one in the foreground dryly urging OMAC to go out and get some super-criminal, while in the background swarms of them prep his super-vehicles and super-weapons. It’s a weird reversal on the standard “faceless henchmen” concept - these are the good guys, interchangeable and inhumanly efficient. But they still have more personality than OMAC.
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