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Hedy Lamarr

“But think about it,” says Hedy Lamarr. “Torpedoes you can steer, by radio, immune to jamming–”

“Sure, sure,” says Mr. National Inventors Council.

“It hops frequencies based on player piano rolls! How steampunk awesome is that!”

“Listen, sweetheart, if your husband put your name on the patent too then that’s awful nice of him,” says Mr. National Inventors Council. “But howzabout you put that pretty face to work and do War Bond fund-raiser instead?”

“Dick,” says Hedy Lamarr.

Then she goes out and raises seven million dollars in one night, which in 1941 is supervillain money (seriously, look it up).

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