What do you have to do to be worthy of the title
“superhero”? Must you be capable of flying around in your underwear or blasting
cobwebs out of your wrists? Do you need the wealth and training to thwart
evildoers with your creepy cowl, pricey toys, and great, big muscles? Or maybe
a woman who simply manages to run the everyday patriarchal gauntlet and come
out the other end with her humor, wits, self-respect, and strength intact is a
sort of superhero too.