So I had this dream last night...
I was working in the office of a
newspaper, when a paramilitary terrorist (white, about 40 yrs old,
hair cut short to minimize the effect of his receding hairline)
busted into the office with an assault rifle and took everyone
hostage. One of the other workers, one who was new to the office
asked what was happening. I told him that this has happened several
times before. This guy is trying to make the superhero in the office
reveal himself. The thing is, I am the superhero he is trying to
expose, but I can't tell anyone, because I have to protect my secret
identity.
The fellow office worker takes it upon
himself to be the hero. He tries to use a martial arts technique to
get the gun away from the terrorist, the terrorist is just too
experienced for him, twists his arm backwards and there is a “snap”
sound from his arm. “Anyone else?” he says.
There is a Lois Lane-type character in
the office, and she asks what he wants. He says he wants to prove
that the American press is a corrupt entity that spreads lies, and
that he wants to bring down the power of the press.
I explain to him that he wasting his
time. The press has no power. Nobody reads the newspapers anymore.
Everybody knows there is no journalistic integrity or investigative
effort put into reporting anymore. All the papers just print the
releases from the Associated Press or Reuters and boom, they're done.
If he wanted to get in touch with Superman all he had to do was
this...
And then I put my hands around my mouth
and yelled “SUPERMAAAAAAAAAAAAN!”
When he turned around to look I ran
off, changed into Superman and flew back so fast he didn't notice.
Then I woke up.
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