I wasn't aware that executioner's hoods were still worn by people who threw the switch on the electric chair. For that matter, I thought we stopped using the electric chair some time ago - I thought it was the gas chamber of lethal injection these days. That aside, this is a pretty good example of what superheroes are supposed to be all about. The hell with battles against supervillains and each other - sure, those make for engaging reading, but the reason superheroes have meaning is because they do stuff like this. They do the jobs that no one else can do, BECAUSE no one else can do them - and the outcome of this is that regular people's lives get either saved or made that little bit easier. Mainstream comics should remember that sort of thing.