I once got in a debate about this particular topic. Once. This was the argument I made:
I don't think I could actually talk to a person who said, out loud, in front of me, "Goku could beat up Superman."
Like, I would have to leave the immediate vicinity. Not because of rage, or anger. Just because I don't think that's a being I am ever going to be able to communicate with. I'd have an easier time understanding the monolith from 2001 than I could someone who would utter that sentence out loud in front of other people.
It's like someone walking into a restaurant. Not even a 5-star restaurant. It could be a Bennigans or a Applebee's. But he comes into the restaurant, and there is a ring of feces around his face. Like a salad-tossing clown. Obviously, he has been eating copious amounts of all manner of turdage. And he announces, while you are enjoying your awesome blossom, or your basket of bottomless fries, that your concept of food is fucking stupid and lame.
How do you even attempt to argue the alternative with someone who so thoroughly misunderstands food that he willingly sucks turd-cutter like a fat kid, vampirically draining the frosting from the center of a twinkie?
"Goku could beat up Superman!"
How did you even get past the doorman with all that shit on your lips?