Ashamed About Being Ashamed

Bit-by-bit, in the manner in which I seem to read things these days, I've been reading Supergods by Grant Morrison.
I'll be writing more about the book in a future post - or more likely, in a future Hub - but there's something in particular that I wanted to mention here.
In a section in which Morrison discusses the various portrayals - and portrayers - of Batman in TV and movies, he casually mentions that the most recent cinematic Dark Knight, Christian Bale, looks like a Neal Adams drawing come to life.
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I've mentioned here in the past that when I look at real people I often see them as being representative of a particular comic book artist's style.  For example, Keira Knightley is a total John Byrne.
The reason I mention it again is that when I read the aforementioned bit by Morrison, I thought, "Holy fuckballs - he's so right."
And then I thought, "Wait...how did I never notice that before?"
That was when the shame kicked in, because I should have noticed that.  How could I have not noticed it?  What is wrong with me?  Do I have to turn in my Geek Card now?  Do I have to get a Geek Card so that I can turn it in?  Will I have to do that whole walk of shame thing where, dishonored, I'm stripped of the symbols of my former rank, and my asthmatic, overweight, and pimpled peers turn their backs on me as I wander off, alone and ashamed, into the wilderness, hated and forgotten by my people?

Branded!  Scorned as the one who missed something so fucking obvious...

I'm only kind of joking, because, in all honesty, the "How did I miss that?" thought really has been eating away at me for days.
Days.
And then I thought about how ashamed I felt about the whole thing and, realizing how foolish and meaningless it ultimately is, I felt ashamed about being ashamed, instead of just blowing the whole thing off and realizing that I'd been silly.
And it didn't stop there - after mulling it over for days I tried finding ways to restore what honor I could, and observed, to no one, "Sure, granted, I missed the fact that he looks like a Neal Adams, but I have noted in the past that he also looks like an Alan Davis.  Surely that must count for something.  Right?  Right?"
Right?
And of course the moral of the story is that this is why I don't have a girlfriend.