Magic! It's all around us, and it's free for everyone to use! All you need to do is just say the right words, and any words will do, as long as they're spoken in a very particular way. And that's how you know today we're looking at a story starring Zatara the Master Magician, whose powers derive from the amazing, possibly dyslexic ability to speak words in reverse order!


Although his mystical abilities can bend the laws of time and space, Zatara isn't above dusting off some old close-up sleight-of-hand classics for his act. After all, this is a Command Performance!


Do you require international delivery of priceless artifacts? There's only one real solution - stage magicians.


They say the hand is quicker than the eye, and I guess that's true if your eye is so slow you can't see a door opening right in front of your face. Perhaps Zatara is merely distracted by the royal cleavage.


Bem's only criteria for hiring henchmen is that their names have to be shorter and weirder than his.


Sure, Zatara has mighty powers, but a whack on the skull will take him out just like it does everybody else.


But Ab didn't count on Zatara's extraordinary will and his ability to say "must be safe" backwards. Seems to me he could just go through life muttering "tsum eb efas" all the time and he'd probably be immortal! I guess it would make for some boring comic book stories, though.


Queen Gullible here should probably spend less time on magical command performances and more time on pre-employment background checks.


Usually you need a corpse to prove someone's death, but here in Patonia all you need is a passport and some letters?


Look at her, acting like her throne room is ruined. Doesn't she know oranges are a great source of Vitamin C? She a big fan of scurvy or something?


Right here he could just say "NRUTER DNOMAID!" and solve everything, but that's gotta wait. Zatara's feeling lucky tonight.


Ten minutes from now in the employee break room, the manager will be posting a picture of Zatara labeled "DO NOT EVER LET THIS MAN GAMBLE HERE"


"We'll just take all Zatara's winnings by selling him the rare diamond we stole. Or maybe we could keep the diamond and steal all Zatara's money. Maybe we should just cut out the jewel thievery and go right to the stealing money part?"


Remember to be like Zatara, and only purchase fantastic gems from reputable dealers!


This Airbnb has really strict rules about killing on the premises. Next time Zatara should Vrbo!


They failed to hear him mumble "MROFOROLHC YTINUMMI" just before their kidnapping. A common mistake!


The trucking industry, America's railroads, and commercial refrigeration equipment meant that mid-century Americans were able to feed their families with a wide variety of frozen vegetables and occasional frozen gangsters.


Stop trying to make "Za!" a thing!


Just in case anyone was appalled that Zatara would use his magic powers to win at gambling, here he is giving all the money back to that good, honest, hardworking casino owner.


This is from back in the day when you could just walk up to strangers and tell them you were, say, important diplomatic officials, and they'd believe you. A golden age of scams! These days it's a lot harder to scam people, unless you're selling crypto or AI stock. Then it's super easy.


You need some nugs trapped? You'd better call the Nug Trapa!


Maybe it was Zatara's backwards masking, maybe it was just that cheap, poorly made "Saturday Night Special" handgun blowing up in Bem's hand.


Why didn't Zatara think of changing his glass before? He's been using the same dirty water glass for hours now, it's filthy! Yes Zatara, change that glass!


The letterer looked at the script, and saw where he'd have to ink out "ELTTIL SGNIW YLF EKAF MEG OT NIATPAC MARGLUM NI EHT ECILOP NOITATS!" and he said "STUN OT UOY, I TIUQ!"


Just as everyone suspected, the police are merely the servants of Big Magic.


They didn't want to print the specific words Zatara uses to have an out-of-body experience, but we're pretty sure it's something like "Those edibles look pretty small, I'll have THREE of them."


You could just shoot him, but no, you have to go through the whole "offer him a poisoned cigarette" routine. Don't overthink it, Bem!


Here we see Zatara inventing the selfie. Thanks a bunch Zatara.


There are lots of ways to coerce confessions out of suspects, but "turn a car into a flying chariot that can pass through solid matter" is DEFINITELY not going to hold up in court.


Well, an entire gang of international jewel thieves are off to prison to get even with themselves, and Zatara walks backwards towards his next thrilling adventure. Let this be a lesson to you all - make sure that gem you stole isn't a fake before you sign any confessions!

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