How Old is Mack Bolan?

 

Now, I've been reading The Executioner and related books since the early 90's. I've always gotten the impression that Mack has been fighting his War Everlasting for about 10-15 years. He's gained a lot of experience and is at his peak physical condition. He is often referred to as looking like he is in his 40's.
The first book was released in 1969 and it states that Mack is 30 years old. That was 43 years ago as of today (July 22 2012). That would make him 73 years old! Pretty spry for an old guy.
The same question of age has come up about Batman and other long lasting serial characters.. The simple answer is Comic Book Time. The website TV Tropes even cites the Executioner series to explain Mack’s apparent lack of aging.
Their assessment is that iconic serialized characters exist outside of time and, while decades pass for us, age doesn’t affect these characters. Sure, Bolan may have fought in Vietnam, fought the Mafia through the 1970s, then fought against the KGB until the fall of the Soviet Union in the late 1980s. Now he’s been hunting down Al-Qaeda and other terrorists for the past ten years and still hasn’t aged. This really seems to be the best fit for the character, like he’s dialed in a suitable age around his mid forties and has just stayed there for the last 30 or so years.
Another form of Comic Book Time that I’ve come across asserts that each issue covers about a week of the character’s life. Given 12 comic book issues a year, that means a comic book character would only age 12 weeks instead of 52. If we do some quick math, 52/12 = 4.33, so if we take Mack’s 43 years of real time and divide by 4.33, we get 9.93 years. If we start with the originally cited age of 30, then he’s just about to turn 40.
That Comic Book Time formula has also been simplified to say that comic book characters (and other serials) age at 1/4 the rate of real time. So, 43 x .25= 10.75. Where does that leave us? Mack is just about to turn 41.
Finally, the formula that I’ve been using is to say that each book in the Executioner series covers about a week of time. As of now there are 403 Executioners and 150 SuperBolan books. Bear with me here. 553(books) x 7(days) = 3871/365 (days in a year) =10.6, leaving us again about 10 years from the start of the series.
So given any of these formulas, coupled with a suspension of the normal laws of space-time to account for Mack Bolan’s status as an adventure character, and with a starting age of 30 years old, Mack Bolan is in his early forties.

This post originally appeared at mackbolan.com here. http://www.mackbolan.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=2&t=644

And I'm honored to say that it was reposted by Phil Elmore on his own blog page with a few edits done by Phil himself. http://philelmore.us/?p=1291

Book Review: The Executioner #342 Double Play

            This book started out like the typical Mack the Bastard storyline from the mafia wars days.

            After the seduction and assassination of Chicago's Lieutenant Chief of Police by a beautiful assassin, Hal Bragnola enlists the Executioner to hunt down the Elements of Death a mostly female carde of assassins not unlike the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad branded by Quentin Tarantino.

            In order to get close to the ring of female assassins, Bolan, posing as the arms dealer, Frankie Lamb goes into a safe house for the mob and assorted criminals. However, the assassins suspect that he's not who he claims and when they turn on him, Bolan has no choice but to kill his target. Part of the plan was to capture and replace the assassin with a decoy from the FBI. Bolan is reluctant, but Brognola informs him that he's already taken the initiative and recruited the Fed.

            The Elements of Death see through this plan before it even gets off the ground and they don't fall for Agent Maddy Tighe's disguise, no mater how vicious she's become.

            After their first hit on a drug and arms shipment, Bolan and Tighe draw the attention of the Elements of Death and Columbian smugglers. Seeking backup they fall back to a safe house manned by Stony Man armorer "Cowboy" Kissinger and Phoenix Force Sniper Gary Manning.

            While I've been disappointed by past "team ups", Manning and Kissinger are there to play ball. They get plenty of action without stealing the spotlight from the title character and while they are special operators at the top of their game, we're still reminded why its Mack Bolan who's earned the moniker, "the Executioner"

            Once they've brought the full wrath or the Elements of Death, things turn truly Apocalyptic with helicopter gunships raining down fire, Greenriver mercenaries descending on the battlefield, and the Elements' deomlitionist popping of grenades from an M-203 launcher at everything that moves.

            Given the level of aggression and resourcefulness of the Elements, it becomes evident that these are some of the toughest and most organized foes that Bolan has ever faced, even with the Stony Man backup. None of them get out unscathed.

            There are also some cameo appearances from the rest of the Phoenix force team when they show up to escort an informant and narrowly save her from an assassination attempt.

            It's especially poignant that this campaign takes place on the streets of Chicago where the author reminds us that the Windy City has some of the most oppressive firearms laws in the United States. In this story the villains are funding arms shipments into the city to drum up support for their anti-gun politician.  The master mind is angling to get promoted to Governor of Illinois through assassinations and political pressuring. He flat out says, "gun owning civilians are only one step above the criminals." I can't think of a more believable villain that the kind we as civilians face every day. Men who desire to steal our rights, while telling us it's for our own good.

Book Review:  Mack Bolan #135  Blood Play

            I really hate to bash on any of the Bolan books, but I feel I have to state my disappointment with this novel.

            I’ve been a reader of Mack Bolan and The Executioner series since the early 90’s and I have to say that this is one of the most disappointing books of the series that I have read.

            Right off the top, my first complaint is what appears to be a lack of editing. In an early gunfight one of the characters is using a shotgun. The same sentence that defines the weapon as a shotgun, also describes its sound as a “rifle blast”. Not as a shotgun blast.

            In the next gun battle, one of the villains fires and AK-47 and the bullets it fires are described as 7.62 NATO. There is the Saiga .308 that could shoot the 7.62 NATO, but not an AK. Then later, 9mm SMG’s were constantly referred to as rifles.

            But these complaints were minimal and could go unmentioned if not for the biggest problem with this book. Out of 300+ pages, the title character is only in about 50 pages. Over half the book was filled with the plotting of the villains, and the rest was taken up by local law enforcement and a few other Stony Man operatives.

            The last Mack Bolan book that I read that had guest Stony Man characters, (Plains of Fire) was great. It was filled with action, and really felt like Rafe and Cal, were there to back him up.

            In Blood Play, there was little action and Bolan didn’t manage to contribute much in any fight. The second half of the book kept him absent from all the action.

            Carl “Ironman” Lyons is flown in from another mission to take over when Bolan goes MIA for about 6 hours, then sticks around and fires a few shots at the bad guys, but doesn’t seem to do any leading.

            The other Stony Man operatives along for the ride are John “Cowboy” Kissinger, the team’s armorer who was originally on his way to an arms show ala “SHOT Show,” and the team’s ace pilot, Jack Grimaldi.   

            I was looking forward to “Cowboy’s” inclusion in this mission to see what tricks the weapons smith would have up his sleeve, or what little toys he may have for Bolan to play with. As it turned out, they lose all their weapons after their car crashes into a flooded river in the midst of their first battle, and they run the rest of the mission with borrowed arms.

            I must give credit here to the author who sprinkled dozens of different guns into this book, many of which I had to look up.

            Another issue I had was that the plot revolved around stolen weapons prototypes from an engineer friend of Kissinger’s, and the subsequent kidnapping of his former partner Colt. Apparently Colt took some photos at the entrance to a uranium mine that uncovered the Russians’ secret plot to refine plutonium and develop nuclear war heads on U.S. soil. That’s a great threat, but instead of seeing the processing plant, or learning what the Russians plan to do with them when they are completed, it seems they are more concerned with their benefactors from Global Holdings Corporation and their international casino franchise.

            So the stolen weapons are never used against the heroes, except in the case were the Russians decide to test the prototype body armor on Colt, only to make him bullet proof during his escape. Meanwhile, Ironman Lyons gains access to the engineer’s experimental high speed helicopter with the aid of a local pilot to chase after some fleeing henchmen.

            That left the Stony Man pilot, who would have loved to get his hands on the super chopper, escorting Bolan to chase down and repel onto a run away hot air balloon.

            Finally, the single biggest complaint to me was the climax. It was anti climactic. The stage is set as the Russian mastermind flees to his lair that is guarded by dozens of Russian henchmen, while the Stony Man warriors and local law enforcement close in for their final show down.

            Turn the page…and skip completely over what could have been the biggest action set piece for the action novel. Instead we go directly to the Epilogue where Bolan jokes with some vagrants who had saved his life. They give him the thumbs up for a job well done, which to me was a real slap in the face since he didn’t seem to do much of anything in this novel.

            There’s an old saying: you need strong villains to make strong heroes. Mack Bolan is one of the strongest heroes around, and consequently demands the toughest, meanest, villains the world has to throw at him. Unfortunately Blood Play had dozens of mediocre villains, cronies and henchmen, all with forgettable Russian names. I guess that’s why he chose to sit out most of this mission and let the other less experience Stony Man agents get some page time. Hopefully after some R’n’R, the Executioner will we ready to bring the fight to the enemy in his next novel. 

Range Day

I finally managed to get to the range on Sunday.

 Setting up my M-1A, I went through a box of Black Hills .308 168gr. BTHP and learned that my scope was off by about 2 MOA. Applying some Kentucky windage I was able to make some hits out to 600yrd. Then I rezeroed the scope, only to learn that I can't dial my point of aim any lower.

 

Luckily my Leopold MK4 has Mil dot style hash marks. Aiming 2 MOA low at 900 yards I walked my shots in on the target. Just as I found my range the bolt locked back on an empty mag. and I was out of ammo.

That was the furthest shot I've ever taken. I never hit the steel plate, but I'm glad I got to run my rifle through its paces and practice using the markings in the scope's recital.

I moved on to my AR and fired off a few magazines at 100yrds. A little out of practice, I forgot how much the light rifle wobbles all over the place. After my last hunting trip the one thing I leaned is that you need to get away from the bench when shooting. The deer don't wait for you to line up the perfect shot and control your breathing, and you don't find too many benches set up in the woods. I made sure to practice several different sitting and kneeling stances, usually bracing my arms over my knees or using the leg of the bench the same way I would use a sapling in the woods as an impromptu monopod.
 
After plinking at the 100 and 200 yard plates I wanted to test out my ACOG. Lining up the #6 hash mark on the 600yrd silhouette I pulled the trigger and... hit way low. I guess the BDC in the ACOG is not calibrated to a 16in barrel. I compensated by using the 700yrd marking and was able to pull off a few hits. That was the furthest I shot with that rifle so I was happy with the results for my first time and happy to learn to work with the optics.

I finished out the day at the pistol range and was very happy with the trigger job I'd had done on my Glock. Much smoother then the stiff factory trigger. I manage to hit some of the smaller targets that had eluded my on my last trip.

Then I packed it up and went back home with some notes on what to work on next time.

Surviving Hollywood

Surviving Hollywood. That's what I've been doing for the last 10 years. Sure the stars and big name directors get all the glamour, but for each of them, there are hundreds of craftsmen, technicians and crew members working behind the scenes to make them look good. And we work hard, long hours for modest pay.

Around the time of the 2008 elections I was doing some research for film when I came across several websites that have become my daily reading. I'd always had an interest in survivalism and have kept and earthquake preparedness kit since I moved to Los Angeles.

Reading through the message boards and listening to the podcasts really opened my eyes. The more I learned the more I wanted to learn and I quickly realized how fragile our system is.

My mind began racing. What happens if there's a huge earthquake and the city is shut down like New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina? What happens if there is an economic collapse and the world falls to chaos? What happens if President Obama is assassinated? It could spark a race war that would make the Rodney King riots look like a school yard fist fight. What other race riots could happen if there's immigration reform?

All these things went through my mind and like many early stage preppers, I had a fantasy about me living off the land in the mountains, Rambo style, while I walked to my bug out location. I bought gear and filled my bug out bag. Started target shooting and hunting again. Tested my bush craft and retrained my outdoors skills.

I'm no expert but I want to contribute to the community so I decided to take my love of books and movies as well as my own insight into the film making process to create this site. I plan to focus on movie and book reviews but you can expect an occasional rant or gear reviews from time to time.

I hope you enjoy and are entertained and I hope you can learn something too.

Wraith270