Dr. Doom responded by reaching under his cloak and retrieving a small, plain zip drive and setting it on the desk. "A brief sampling of information gathered from Providence's library. I am sure you are aware of the self-proclaimed island-nation in the Pacific." He paced back to the window, taking another sip of his wine before going on to explain. "Cable, a mutant of undetermined power, is in charge there, hoping to change the current time stream for a better future than the one he resided in. Not only does the world start to disintegrate into chaos sooner than we thought, no one can even begin to take into account the x-gene's factor on our near future. A mutant, like any person, can be either a good citizen or a destructive criminal. Some on unprecedented levels."
He watched Lex's faint reflection in the glass. "In Latveria, it is not a concern. Every citizen's powers and capabilities are well known and everyone is taught to be loyal and good to their society." Or else. "America and other country's however, are behind in this advancement of civility. As president, you are on the precipice of an age that can see the most favorable of cooperation of people or the utter destruction of mankind, dwindling to splatters of war between the remaining mutants. There are also other threats, beyond our little galaxy, that I am continuing to investigate."
He looked down at the city, a matrix of dark buildings and lights. "Also, Mr. Luthor, along with your certain presidency, you have something else that Reed and Stark falter at immensely when it comes to these matters. You understand that people are easily controlled by money. While Reed and Stark have resources, they do not know how to utilize it in the fashion that you have managed so well in a free market." He turned, one arm behind his back, the other twirling the wine slowly. "Few men are noble. They will need more incentive than the stake of the coming generation to alter the path."