Editor: a person employed by a newspaper, whose business it is to separate the wheat from the chaff, and to see that the chaff is printed.
- Elbert Hubbard

Introduction: How I started my employment at the Daily Planet

It's not easy for superheroes to find appropriate work in this world. This is something that's left out of a lot of the stories about them. Consider some of the problems.
First of all, we tend to have issues with authorities. Ever notice that superheroes never work directly with or for the police? It would seem logical, given that they're both working for the same end. But no, we're always so independent, so reluctant to let any meddling authorities get involved with our larger-than-life activities. This doesn't exactly make for good employee-boss relations. I know I personally have never been able to tolerate dictates from mortals that strike me as unintelligent or pointless.
Secondly, there's the time factor. When you're a superhero, you have to be able to take off on a mission at a moment's notice. You can't always stop the bad guys, save the world, and get the girl only on weekends or during your lunch break. Superman himself had some serious problems with this, as I recall, sometimes missing important news stories he should have been covering because he was busy, well, making the news.
Of course, Superman had it easy. He could fly. It's pretty easy to get around when you can fly. Not all superheroes have that particular ability. Granted, having some kind of high-power, extra spiffy mode of transportation is part of the job description. But if you're called on some sort of highly important mission in, say, the middle of the Nevada desert for example, even the Batmobile would be hard pressed to get back to work by Monday. And Spiderman might as well buy a bus ticket; there aren't a whole lot of skyscrapers to swing on from here to there!
Thirdly, there's the issue of late nights versus early mornings. For nearly all superheroes (and certainly the superheroes of the psychedelic variety), the best time to confront the forces of darkness are, frankly, when it's dark. That means late nights. Typically, superheros' peak business hours are from midnight to three a.m. Makes it damn hard to get to work at 8 a.m.
All of which means that it's very hard to work a real job. And that's a big problem because superheroes need to have a cover story. If you just tell everyone you're a superhero, next thing you know everyone you meet wants you to save them, fight their battles, rescue stuck kittens, etc. There's no end to the annoying distractions, not to mention the dangers involved in letting the supervillains know who you are.
So you have to stay invisible, and that means getting a job. Furthermore, superheroes still need to eat, pay rent, and buy sexy gear. In this regard, Batman had it easy; he was already a millionaire playboy before he became a superhero. Most of us aren't that lucky.
So what's a superhero to do? I've wrestled with this issue for many years. Then, a few weeks ago, I got word from a friend that a certain small-town newspaper was hiring. While I won't say where this paper is (so as to not reveal my true identity, nor cause problems for the paper), the name of the paper is The Daily Planet. Yes, like the paper Clark Kent a.k.a. Superman worked at. Obviously, I had to jump at the opportunity. What a perfect cover! The best hiding place is always the most obvious place. How could I ask for a better place to conceal my true identity than at a paper named after the very paper Superman worked at?
So now, rather unexpectedly, I find myself beginning a career in journalism. The fact that I've never done anything like this is irrelevant. Being a psychedelic superhero means cultivating a great degree of intellectual flexibility and a preternatural ability to figure out new things.
I will endeavor to document my adventures here. Living a double life leaves little time for blogging, but I will attempt to write at least weekly. In the mean time, if anyone has a suggestion as to a slogan (like "up, up, and away" or "faster than a speeding bullet..." only not stupid), please let me know. I'll be recording my theme music soon as well.
PD