I reckon I'll get over being so pissed, which is a good thing, but a part of me wants to hold onto this anger,  and kind of nurture it. I wonder if this is how Sigourney Weaver felt when she realized a baby alien was growing in her.

 

OK,  I think I'm over it now. Being so pissed, I mean. It's times like these I'm glad I don't have super-powers. Actually, I'm glad that no one has super-powers,  because I think that if people did have super-powers, it would be a real test of character that most people would fail. I mean that having super-powers would be like a magnifying glass on your soul. Like, a serial killer who could turn invisible could do considerably more damage than a regular serial killer, just like a nice guy who likes to help people when they break down on the side of the road could do a lot more good if he had a computer brain and could fly and lift cars with one hand.

 

It's kind of like being drunk. You know how someone who's loud and obnoxious will just get more loud and obnoxious when they're drunk? Or how someone who's shy and quiet will just start crying?

 

It's like in comic books, when someone gets super-powers, you never see them use their powers to just be a regular guy. Like that guy in the Fantastic Four who can turn into fire, wouldn't just use his powers to heat-strip floors for a construction company. Or like the Flash wouldn't just become a bike messenger. No one gets drunk that way either. I mean like someone gets drunk and they just get real loud, or they cry, or just pass out, but you always notice them like "Hey, look at that drunk guy!"

 

I can prove my point, because Iron Man was an alcoholic. Actually that doesn't prove anything, , but while I'm comparing being drunk to having super-powers, I thouight I would make note of the fact.

 

Anyway,  I'm not so much pissed anymore as I am just exhausted from work. How someone acts when they're exhausted could be a good test of character, just like being drunk or having super-powers. But I think the best test of character would be how someone behaves when a giant asteroid hits the earth and civilization collapses.

 

I mean, if a giant asteroid hit the earth and civilization really did collapse, there would be no power, no communications, no commerce. Everyone would pretty much have to fend for themselves. It would be like Gilligan's Island, but on a global scale.

 

In our wildest dreams we like to imagine that everyone would pull together and help one another, and there would be no lootings or robberies. I think there would be some of all these things, but eventually everything would descend into chaos just as all matter and energy eventually does.

 

It kind of reminds me of this movie I saw a long time ago about these people who crashed on this island. They were mostly high school kids, or maybe just all the adults died, I don't remember. But they all tried to get along until these weird things that looked like horseshoe crabs started attacking them, and they would fly through the air and either burn them or suck out all their blood, I can't remember which. Anyway then all the kids split into factions. Some of the kids were hippys because this was the 70's. At least I think it was a movie,  maybe it was a book. Or maybe a weird dream or bad acid trip from when I was a teenager.

 

Once I read a book about how an asteroid hit the earth and killed most everybody, except half of the survivors turned into robots and half turned green because the iron in their blood turned to copper or something like that. And they all went to war against these super-smart monkeys from space. I forget what lesson we're supposed to learn from that. Maybe just that war is bad. Or maybe space monkeys are.