Unlike King's dream, I saw no brotherhood.
I dreamt I was talking about the invention of some Oxford Dons and that they resented my talking about it.
Whereupon I regaled them with tails of how I (really) have been conned and ripped off two or three times, virtually every time I try to make something happen, every time I try to get somewhere; and to sum it up, I roared "Don't get me wrong- this country deserves to perish-but without taking a single human life!"
Then I woke up.
And I'm still awake.
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