Chapter nine
Maxwell Lord was residing in subtextual cogitation of the text of plant-microbe interactions biochemistry which he was reading.. he was memorizing plant chemical term after term.. someday he'd look up their meanings on a database... his fascination for plant-microbe interactions could be layed at the door of his fascination for the mysterious Poison Ivy... Pamela Isley herself.. a woman of the most subtly elusive powers of communicating with plant-bacteria itself.. perhaps she could talk to the mitochondria and endoplasmic reticulum of her own cells.. it was the quantum physics of the appreciation of the value of life that Poison ivy brought to Maxwell Lord..
Medusa Prince walked into his home-office region...
"I'm still reading the textbook on anylitical chemistry you gave me, Maxwell", said Medusa Prince, "... I want to relate all these anylitical chemistry chess-schematics to political infrastructures and layouts.. to find the politics in chemistry and figure out how chemical or biochemistry flowcharts could define American or United Nations Security Council political designs... I think this is going to be my forte in life.. I want to be a philosopher of society, Maxwell... I want to study all those uncomfortable jabs into our own personal physiological ecosystem that we encounter while simply walking down the street during the course of a day... I want to find a copy of Freud's book, "The psychopathology of everyday life"... I've read Freud on Shakespeare and the psychology of poetry and also Freud writes about the psychology of metaphor.. all of this is my future course as either hero or villain in the mileau of future society history... Carol Ferris.. you know her, Maxwell.. she gave me her home phone number and a note saying, "Call me. Let's talk."..."..
Maxwell Lord liked hearing Medusa Prince philosophize and he saw a proud career in her future in social philosophy and in being a professional student of life... Carol Ferris.. she was starting something big.. she had already established some informal contacts at the Acting Academy of Supervillains.. run by Acting Teacher Alan Caroll... otherwise known as "The Wizard".. Maxwell Lord wasn't sure how seriously to take this whole.. "supervillain" fad.. it enthused the young and also the old alike... it was as popular among young teenage girls as vampire fiction... Maxwell Lord saw the whole supervillain trend in society as inveterately harmless and rather exciting and joyful.. kind of like become-your-own-Disney-villain as a part-time job or student vocation.. Maxwell Lord rather liked it...
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