The Worst Sidekicks In Comics History

So you're the Justice League. You've got Superman, a guy who can fly into the sun and punch harder than Mike Tyson. You've got Green Lantern, who has magic jewelry that can make anything you ever dreamed of. You've got Batman, whose parents are dead. So why do they need a teenage beatnik who can't stop snapping his fingers?

Lucas "Snapper" Carr was the Justice League's resident hanger-on during the 1960s, when they were headquartered in the sleepy town of Happy Harbor, Rhode Island. Like many sidekicks, he was created as an identification character for the audience. Unfortunately, nobody identified him and he quickly gave away the location of the League's headquarters to the Joker before fading into obscurity.

Of course, nobody ever really goes away in comics, so there have been a few attempts to make people care about Snapper Carr again (including giving him superpowers), to no avail.

Okay, there are some comic book characters where it makes sense for them to have a sidekick. A dude like Captain America can get away with bringing a teenage kid in short pants with him into the middle of World War II because he's a living symbol of truth, justice and the American way. But who ever decided that Wolverine needed one?

Chris Claremont, that's who. Starting in 1989, he introduced the character of Jubilation Lee, a California mall brat who had the power to generate fireworks from her hands. Speaking in the most obnoxious Valley Girl dialect ever committed to the printed page, she jumped through a dimensional portal to the X-Men's base in Australia (don't ask) and saved Wolverine from... being crucified by a cyborg.

Comics! Anyways, she proceeded to pal around with Wolvie for many, many years. If you were a nigh-immortal Canadian who killed a bunch of people, would you really want to spend your time with somebody who had a cassingle of "More Than Words" by Extreme permanently lodged in their walkman? I think not.