Just over 15 years ago, I took put on the black tights and the legendary bat mask and drove off in a 1979 Corvette with the license plates DRK KNT. It was one of those things I did as a dare, and I have to admit it was a lot of fun. I didn't check into the local laws to find out if what I was doing was legal.
For two kids playing around in New York City, they soon found out in New York City you don't have the right to dress up your favorite super heroes (who would have known). I continue to tell you freedom is a rhetoric associated with the 4th of July.
It turns out you have to be license to be a super hero in New York City. No, there isn't a super hero license, but there is a license to perform on the city streets. I guess walking around like your Superman and Batman heading towards the Hall of Justice is against the law. Things got quite ugly for Maksim Katsnelson (Superman) and Frank Frisoli (Batman) when Superman decided to assault the New York City police officers after they were taken aside for not paying the performers tax and were without their performers licenses. Superman ran off yelling, "I'm not getting arrested!" It took seven cops to wrestle Superman down, as a child said, "mommy, it's Superman." Batman sat in a lawn chair in cuffs, while Superman hit one of the female officers in the face.
In the end Batman was released but the man of steel was arrested for assault.
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I guess Obugger gets a pass then when he slips on his Superman costume and puts Mobacca on his back and flies her up there for a costly night on the town..on us...while the rest of us get tossed in jail if we have a little fun. These are interesting times, Bill.
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