In 2006 Connecticut raised its brows when revealed among newly proclaimed candidates for Governorship the artist wherewith got widely acquainted five years hitherto upon the historic New Haven – Transamerican scandal over Kanevsky’s art.

Thereafter the first shocking news “The New Haven Advocate” and the “Fairfield County Weekly” impregnated streets of Connecticut with Kanevsky’s visage in pink Japanese robe instead of Samurai’s sword holding paint brush, shelves of Barnes and Noble with his “Journey into Life and Death”, and doors of Kanevsky Art Gallery with crowds of anxious visitors. Newspapers were calling him “Siberian Candidate” as Alexander told the reporters of some years growing in Academic township of Siberian City of Krasnoyarsk where his parents worked on advancing their careers in science.

Therewithal Kanevsky’s perceived unprecedental ambitions the newspapers expeditiously called it “Alexander’s complex” undetached from irrevocable fellow Napoleon.

On one of political Polls in Middletown Alexander said to his audience, referring to the nation’s politicians: “You are the Choice and Master spirits of our age, my amateur star to sophisticated yours is like I to Hercules. Therefore should you decide that my ideas of Re-spiritualization of our Nation are best feeding The Utopia, I will blow my star off the Glorious Canvas of American political sky and spur me like a cur out of my way”.

“Ned Lamont was castrated by Kanevsky”, said as a joke Collin McEnroe of TBS News, the devoted propitiator of Kanevsky for Governor through the entire 2006.

“If Kanevsky debate mighty Joe Liberman on the air the latter would not last past several minutes” commented one of the radio guests.

“The power of his thought, communication and his will is prodigious”, voiced yet another comment.

“Do you really need to provide your listeners with commentary from a Russo-American Napoleon Dynamite? Are you gonna make him play tetherball with Destephano’s oversized head?”

This somebody’s publicized on internet comment made Alexander laugh. “This is one of the funniest comments I heard of myself”, he said.

By October 2006 Alexander himself had heard from the radio that Connecticut wants him as its Governor.

“I ought to play coward, Masters”, – Alexander confessed, “I never thought I would be even considered. Thus far I have taken it as the challenge wherein was hoping my creative ideas would be heard, for I am ultimately much for but to bring America to its uttermost prosperity. But now, as I learn whereto this challenge has led me I realize that in a month I may not refuse the offer to take a sit in the Governor’s chair, therewith I palter. Nay, I am not a cozener, nor muddy mettled, unconstant, undetermined equivocator. I have survived 22 hours a day demands of training in Shaolin that hardly few of us could.

Yet in this process of my challenge I have made a metamorphic passage from inconsequential idealism to realism. I paint my pictures sometimes straight 18 hours a day. I write my books every day. Withal I work as a physician. I cannot stop it or alter my pace.

I must let experts in politics do the job. Leave Caesar what belongs to Caesar.

I ought to step out. I am sure Jodi Rell or John DeStefano will do better than I for my beloved Connecticut and our country.”