A little while ago, The Sun did a feature on a local, real life, costumed vigilante calling himself the Statesman. By night he helps arrest drug dealers, has foiled a break in, and gives aid to the homeless. By day, we now know, he is a 26-year-old clerk at a bank branch of Santander UK named Scott Cooke.
So chalk up The Sun‘s interview with his mother under unintended consequences of going public with your secret identity. Writers of Civil War, pay attention.
Says Mrs. Cooke, under the headline MY SUPERHERO SON IS JUST A NAUGHTY BOY:
I couldn’t believe my boy would be that brave, bless him. I’m as proud as punch. But I have told him off for going off and doing all this without confiding in his mum.
We are very close. I still do his washing although he’s a grown man, the cheeky little devil.