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Feld's Ratio of Political Power: Your politcal power is proportionate to your perceived ability to inflict pain.

Uh ... I may be too analytical for my own good. About an hour ago, I had the following conversation:

"According to the documentation, we should be able to install and test this as of fifteen minutes ago. I really want to see whether it works. Why are we waiting? Let me install it."

"Fine, if you can do it without my help and without waking me, go ahead; me, I really need the sleep so I'm not doing squat until the alarm goes off. And since, despite being very thoroughly and convincingly modelled on [$name], I know that this instance of you is a figment of my imagination -- since this is a dream -- I doubt you can install it without waking me up. Waiting an hour won't kill you."

Of course, once awake and out of the dream, I have no idea whether the thing we were trying to do worked (actually it's starting to fade so now I don't even remember what the device was, except that it was made of wood and fit into something motorized), so my "I'm so clever" logic in that conversation did have a fatal flaw.

But I really did want that last bit of sleep.

Huh. Had two other shorter, less memorable dreams, woke up, posted this, then got around to looking at a clock and realizing that it's now the time I had thought it was toward the end of that first dream. Yep, nothing like breakfast surreal to start the day...