(Second generation blues.)
I think that's the title of the issue, anyway. It might alternatively be "Hail, Queen of Mutants", but if that's so, Mesmero ("Keeper of the flame of Magneto, emperor of evil mutants!") has put a lot of time an effort into carving CITY OF MUTANTS into the rock face beside his hidden metropolis, and that strikes me as distinctly counter-productive.
That's another lovely cover, by the way, marred only by the sheer unwavering awfulness of Polaris' costume. It's little wonder she turns against Mesmero and his plans for her, if that's what he offers her in the way of wardrobe.
M-2 is a great codename for the secret weapon that turns out to be "Magneto the Second". Shame Cyclops spoils it by claiming he'd already considered it, but assumed it must refer to a son. See, people? Unthinking chauvinism can get people killed!
This issue takes place over a single day.
Sunday 11th May, 1980.
1 Marvel year = 2.44 standard years.
(Iceman is 35 years old.)
|"Don't do it, Lorna!"|
Pam Higgins wins the Lady Michelob golf tournament in Roswell, Georgia.
"Time to end this tasteless comedy!" I love this line. It's pretty difficult to stand-out as a purveyor of panto camp in '60s comics (it's like being noticeably green in a field of grass), but somehow Mesmero manages it. Props, dawg.