Batman Realizes He's Culturally Schizophrenic

Commissioner Gordon listens to Wes Montgomery on YouTube.
He gets the feeling he should do some work.
He calls Batman with a big light and waits outside in the fucking Frigid-air.
When Batman arrives the Commissioner straightens up and puts on his glorious mustache.
He explains fumblingly, " There is some fetor, some smog, some ..heavy vaporous cloud enveloping the city! We got back the unit search module data on Organic CCTV! You've got to breathe it for us and spit it out like fire! "

Batman said,
"Commissioner..
Heavy vapor, my ass."
[Batman has had some heartbreaking memories.
Then and Now
He's rich and debonair.
He's poor and gruff.
He's a super hero but no one knows him.]
Batman asks the dark night,
" How am I to have a Thought outside of my head? "

Batman leaves without a word, making easy friends.
One of his friends is Wes Montgomery's King Pixel form.
He and Batman enjoy playing Final Fantasies together.
At times they don't even realize their Quest is for VI Dragons.
They imbibe comfort from Heros whom lie to himself like Communion Wine.
The Heroism which seemed like Home to them was really a Black Habit.

Batman was called on at the local upside-down-Abbey.
He hates the bald cenobites that Implore here.
The Abbot was close-by though, so at the outset, Batman didn't mind those other Flip-Side-Bros.
But the Abbot to Batman, he said some disturbing things,

"Gotham has a long history of not respecting artists or intellectualism. We're seriously f*cked up as a country, at least culturally. That's why utter dogsh*t like The Joker rules the charts and airwaves. We hang on to every word of Bruce Wayne and his ilk, as if they have anything profound or important to say. Money is worshipped [sic] in this country, and it's somehow been twisted around where if you are very wealthy, you're also somehow perceived as "smart". That's beyond pitiful."

Batman always says the same to Abbots,
" Oh god, Abbots, they just don't like the psalms you sing. You ask for repentance and all you'll get is cash. You gotta keep it real with the peasants, represent what? My nuts! "