I can remember the moment when I first decided I preferred the villain of a story to its nominal hero. Troy Barnes is right, Jafar was a badass. There've been quite a few since. Alan Rickman's scene-stealing turns in both Die Hard and Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves (notably leading to footage being cut from the latter for fear of Kevin Costner being overshadowed). Then there's Grant Morrison's wonderful supervillain team The Brotherhood of Dada, which he confessed he enjoyed writing so much he had to kill them off, because heroes Doom Patrol were no comparison to them. Or how about Dr Heinz Doofenschmirtz and his many origin stories intended to justify his elaborate plots each week on Phineas and Ferb?

Basically I've come to suspect that the demon Crowley in Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman's excellent book Good Omens might have been on to something when he described the, let's say, creative dullness of Heaven:

 "Elgar and Liszt. That's all. We've got the rest. Beethoven, Brahms, all the Bachs, Mozart, the lot. Can you imagine eternity with Elgar?"

 The Devil has all the best tunes. And it would appear supervillains have all the style.

Ladies and gents, I give you Rex Velvet, concerned citizen and villainous personage of some note, who has launched a campaign to chase the erstwhile hero of Seattle Phoenix Jones out of town.

What I love most about Rex Velvet, indeed what leads me to be more sympathetic to the cause of a supervillain than a self-proclaimed hero, is that his principal objection appears to be that Jones is acting out for attention as opposed to any grand cause. It's tasteless and tacky. In an attempt to fight fire with fire, Velvet's response is to do just the same - but better. This video, and its predecessor, is a very entertaining, humourous and witty riposte to a media-hungry would-be vigilante.

I doff my hat to you good sir.