Greetings, Mr. Sweeney.
I regret to inform you that, as I write this, I, the Thinker, have successfully bypassed the firewall at the Trylon and Perisphere Museum.
Your precious place of employment will soon be on complete lockdown until such time that I and my Injustice Society colleagues receive a ransom from the director of this facility . We demand a sum of one million dollars, as well as the return of certain artifacts, including the thinking cap which belonged to my previous, fleshy incarnation.
Seeing as how you'll be trapped here for a while, and seeing as your little blog is quite the good publicity tool, please, do tell your readers about me.
(Also, if you see Mr. Terrific, tell him to make his cybersecurity defenses more of a challenge next time.)
For those of you wondering, I got this message in March of last year and had forgotten about it in the intervening 10 months. Because The Thinker's attempt at "Taking Over" the Perisphere lasted about 20 minutes when his attempt to take over our security system stumbled onto its face at the first hurdle and he and the D listers he paid to be his "Injustice Society" scattered into the the evening darkness the second Mr. Terrific actually SHOWED UP with a JSA strike team in tow. How could I have forgotten this? Because I DID NOT REALIZE IT WAS HAPPENING UNTIL IT WAS OVER. I was down in the archives at that point in my day, I had my headphones in listening to a book and was dusting off one of Hawkgirl's left over helmets and only got informed that something was going on when I nearly fell down the stairs again from bumping into Dr. Holt's back trying to come up the stairs without looking up. (He caught my wrist and I was VERY normal about it.)
So alright, doc. You want me to tell people about you. I'll bite.
(A file photo of the Thinker's most current incarnation)
Clifford DeVoe was actually, originally, Keystone City's District Attorney in the years before WWI and a respected lawyer besides. Only to run headfirst into a bad case where he failed to put away the then infamous Norvock mob. Basically he chickened out when a young woman was brought to the stand because he knew that his usual harsh cross examination tactics would make him look like a monster in front of the jury. So instead of trying to find some more humane way to catch her in an obvious lie he withdrew the case and blamed the legal system for not coddling his combative style.
"Disillusioned" with law and order he offered his services as a "Thinker" to the criminal underworld, producing alibis and legal loopholes for those under his employ to keep him out of jail. He even ended up as legal whipping boy for the Norvock mob that had humiliated him. Things started to shift in the early 40s when a pair of his lieutenants turned on him toward state's evidence and he snuck into the jail in police uniform, executing the two men and then Norvock himself in an arragement that left him as the head of Keystone City's mob.
Unfortunately this stepping into more violent kinds of crime also caught the attention of Keystone City's new scarlet protector. The Flash. They battled off and on for years until The Thinker, like many other super criminals, was driven underground by the Keene Act. When superheroes began to reappear he, alongside the Fiddler and the Shade was responsible for the "kidnapping" of Keystone City for a few years although afterwards The Thinker began to mellow in his old age, accepting government work in return for a full pardon he dedicated his advanced intellect to good works and even became friends with Jay Garrick, passing away from the advanced brain cancer given by his original Thinking Cap, he is remembered fondly by those who knew him in his later life and many pending medical and technological breakthroughs bear his fingerprints. THIS asshole isn't even really Clifford DeVoe!
Thinking DeVoe's brainwaves might be able to do some good in continuing his work after death, Mister Terrific saved a scan of him and uploaded it into a computer model. That model, however, too heavily weighted by the majority of DeVoe's life he spent as a criminal turned malicious and became a threat to mankind. Originally employed as a "trump card" by Johnny Sorrow's Injustice Society in an attempt to overtake the JSA Brownstone he was outsmarted and banished by Stargirl who at the time wasn't old enough to vote.
He then attempted to return to his original's old stomping grounds in Keystone in a scheme to add all of the city's brains to his memory banks, a plot that was swiftly foiled by the fact that he ran up against Cyborg and got dope smacked upside the back of his head right back into the dark web. Ever since he's shown up here and there when supervillains need a hacker they can download off the Tor browser for 3/4ths of a bitcoin and one of those ugly ass apes and his operating system has been noted in some VERY untoward spots on the dark web that I won't cite for the sake of keeping this page relatively PG13. Just know that using said code is a dead give away to the FBI at this point and is considered MAJOR amateur hour for computer crime, the mark of edgy "haxors" who want to play supervillain from behind a computer screen. Basically, Thinker, you've become the supervillain version of Chat GPT How's that for a profile you rat bastard? Next time you want to threaten me, my place of work, and my profession. Do it to my face so I can get a picture of the look on your little Shodan-ass icon when Dr. Holt puts you back in the recycling bin you overgrown Clippy screensaver.
