Viral

  Some wear masks. Others do not. What's the difference? Is it fear? Is it caution? What's the difference? Standing in line. The lady behind me just coughed. That should be illegal now-a-days. She's closer than six feet. Someone should arrest her. At least medicate. I don't wear a mask. Call it recklessness. Call it fearlessness. I just like to breath.
  The mall was a bleak affair. There were certain arrows, messages on the ground. They told you where to walk. Most did not obey. They're walking on the wrong side. Is this criminal? If not, it should be. This is emergency. I should be allowed to call someone. Make these people walk on the right side of the hall, even if that means the left. Why don't I say anything?
  Is this even a big deal? I'm sure it is to some. I personally care not. I just want them to put the chairs back in Barnes and Noble.

Super?

    It’s a sunny Tuesday in the city of New York. There is a man hanging on for dear life from the window of a building seventy-eight floors from the ground. A concerned crowd watches from below.      Firefighters have arrived but unfortunately their ladders are not tall enough to reach the man in danger. Suddenly a mild cheer can be heard from the onlooking crowd. Super-woman has come to the rescue! “Have no fear,” she says, “for Super-woman is here! Grab my hand so I can fly you to safety.” “No thanks,” replies the man, “I’d rather wait for Super-Man.” While she looks at him with an expression of disbelief, a cheer- louder than the one before- resounds off the walls of the surrounding buildings. Super-Man has arrived! The man gratefully grabs a hold of Super-Man and they both head down to join the celebrating mass of spectators. Upon their decent, the man looks over at the second Super and yells “THIS IS A MAN’S WORLD, BABY!” She then walks home, head hanging low. Never again does she dawn her cape.