Of Politics

I'm already bored of governing. I think I'm going to go to the DC Universe, simply because of lack of something else to do. The bodyguards (Remember, they don't know I'm J'onn. They think I'm a human named John Jones.) have defeated the legion of appliances during various attempts of theirs to attack me. I told them that that's what happens when you're governor: assassination attempts.

Of Other Realities and Election Results

Well, I won the election easily. Telepathy really comes in handy when you're trying to get people to vote for you... And besides, the revelation I made during one of my speeches about my opponent being an ex-super villain didn't exactly help his popularity levels.

In other news, apparently a person named Waverider has been killed. He lives in the dimension I took a jaunt to the other month. This Skeets character is really starting to become a problem; it was okay when he sent me back to this dimension, because I actually WANTED that, but he's really messing up that reality. I think I might need to get the Monitors to send me back there to set him straight.

Of Calculators and Elections.

So, since the Calculator is hunting me, I've decided to run for governor of College Station. I figured I would have bodyguards to protect me from the Calculator. Sad that a superhero would have to depend on the government, but hey, it's better than being stalked by a man in a calculator outfit. Plus, H'ronmeer knows this place could use a person with a brain in a position of authority.

So, morphing myself into a human named John Jones, I decided to run for governor. The opposing party's candidate surprised me. I decided to read Harold Handcock's mind to see his election strategies, but what I found was much more surprising. He was actually the Red Rhino! (The one from this Earth, not the 70 year old one from the DC Earth who renamed himself the Stapler.) Just when you try to escape a supervillain, you meet another. Great. Just great.