I'm not sure just what that means, but I suppose it makes sense if you're a superhuman raised in America's breadbasket. If you've not read Rick Veitch's "The One," you really ought to, especially if, like me, you were just a wee squirt fiddling with Transformers and such during the frenzy of the 1980s Cold War paranoia. There was a bit more going on than a half-melted cowboy actor's breathy mumbling on the tv box... and Veitch manages to stir up those barely understandable feelings glimpsed as a not-quite-conscious young'un of that time period. The series also had fantastic covers. And here's the cover for the first printing of the tpb. I cleaned up the scan because the copy I bought on eBay was beat all to hell:
Pretty snazzy, and so is Bahlactus.
