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the very least, heТs a material witness to the GoblinТs crimes. Did he cooperate
with police investigations as any good citizen would? No. He hid. He hides
because he has somethingto hide, Mary Jane.Ф
УMaybe heТs just worried about recriminations against family and friends.Ф
УA risk taken by every district attorney who ever prosecuted a powerful felon.
And yet they donТt feel the need to operate outside the law. Spider-Man does.
And as long as he feels that need, theDaily Bugle will point it out.Ф He paused
and then, to her surprise, rested a hand atop hers in a manner that actually
seemed conciliatory.
УUnderstand something: You obviously make my boy happy. And because you make him
happy, that goes a long way toward making me happy. And IТm willing to accept
the notion that Spider-Man is responsible for your surviving to make my son
happy. In that respect, I fully understand your point of view regarding him. But
thatТs not going to change the fact that when it comes to making people aware of
Spider-ManТs potential for nefarious designs, I have a job to do, and nothing
can stop me from doing it.Ф
УI understand that, Jonah,Ф she said amicably. УThen again, maybe you have more
in common with Spider-Man than you think.Ф
УHow do you figure that?Ф
УWell, maybe he likewise feels he has a job he has to doЕ and nothing can stop
him from doing it.Ф



III
Spider-Man hated his job, and wished for the hundredth time that day that he
didnТt have to do it.
It had been two weeks since heТd rescued Otto Octavius from his airborne
kidnapping, and his life had settled back into its standard abnormal pace.
Actually, it wasnТt Spider-Man having the job-related frustrations so much as it
was the costumed Peter Parker, swinging in midair through the concrete canyons
of New York City.
He pondered the many uses to which heТd put his miraculous spider-powers. With
such abilities as his strength, his speed, his spider-sense, the webbing that
shot from his armsЧwhy, he had stopped madmen in their tracks. Saved plummeting
tram cars. Rescued countless people from falls or from being crushed by gigantic
oncoming objects, or from fires, or from bank robbers, or bullies, or rapists.
The fact that he had accomplished so much wasnТt what daunted or haunted him. It
was that he couldnТt get movies out of his mind.
In movies, as sequels progressed, the hero always found himself facing greater
and greater obstacles. Not that Peter thought of his life as a movie: He wasnТt
insane. He knew better than that. He knew that his life, however over-the-top it
had become, was still his life.
But, what if life imitated art? Sometimes he would lie awake, imagining the
stakes rising like floodwaters. What new dangers awaited him? What tremendous
new challenges would be hurled at him? What dazzling new exploit would the
amazing Spider-Man be required to pull off next?
Somehow, in all his midnight ruminations, delivering pizza at web-slinging speed
never cropped up.
Life is what happens while youТre busy making other plans.The John Lennon line