Heroes... perched on pedastols, enthroned, enshrined... And suddenly one day they come toppling down, to be charged with heinous behaviors, to be run out of town on a rail in a suit of feathers and tar... Or we just tear them down on principle, for daring to rise above the ordinary, pitching stones at anyone someone else has elevated to the Hero's height. I have a theory about Heroes. First, they don't make themselves. I have heard of many a celebrated hero who didn't want to hear it, who denied... Sign in to see full entry.