Heterochromia Pig
Nov. 16th, 2011 08:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
potato_headI had a cool dream while napping and want to put it down somewhere. APPARENTLY I THINK THIS IS A DREAM JOURNAL
So the setting was...apparently post-post-apocalyptic. The country I was in (America? But I had a feeling it was more like Europe) had started rebuilding and had instituted a capitalist "democracy" that was vastly corrupt due to it having arisen from the rather violent tribal system that had evolved before we had tried to rebuild society there. I had been at that time aggressively pushing for socialism. Now, there's a huge difference in quality of life between the upper class (those tribally connected to anyone in the government or running one of the few businesses around) and the lower class. No middle class.
So I'm taking the train to work...apparently I live in one city and work (still in government, trying to root out their corruption but mostly unsuccessful) in another? And the train stops once. This is apparently normal, so I consider getting off and walking the rest of the way, but it starts again. Awhile later it stops again and shows no signs of starting, so I get out and start walking. When I reach the head train...I discover it's stopped because one of my major rivals (he is my rival because he is around my age, also male, and has the same social status as me, although it's because he's lower-down on the rungs in a more prestigious clan) is, with some of his brothers, transporting a giraffe into the city.
Of course I immediately start to nettle him, since he's already worked up and irritated that the giraffe keeps trying to get out of the not-well-constructed giraffe-car they have it in. I was saying something along the lines of 'a giraffe? You do realize people ride to work on this train?" and he was just all growlyface. We got into a short argument and he stalked off, saying something along the lines of fighting me at an establishment known as the Heterochromia Pig (no, not heterochromatic, that would make sense); one of his other siblings was there as well, who apparently also happened to be a lover of mine and similarly politically-minded to myself. She was feminine genderqueer, I think? Anyways, I was amused with myself but also a bit contrite for irritating her brother, and was like "I just wanted to get to work" (at this point we're both standing on top of the train cars, but they seemed to be made for that, with railings around) and she was like "I know, lol, it's okay" and we made some sort of joke about the Heterochromia Pims because apparently her name was Pims or something I don't know.
Then I saw some hungry young children on top of one of the other cars and had a bit of a rant to myself about how terrible the government was and something about 0%?
I think my brain had been working on that one for awhile, it's a rather involved mashup of current events and some classes I've been taking and, um, The Hunger Games, lol. My napping-dreams tend to be like, just for fun or something, so I don't think there's anything deeper behind it probably.
So the setting was...apparently post-post-apocalyptic. The country I was in (America? But I had a feeling it was more like Europe) had started rebuilding and had instituted a capitalist "democracy" that was vastly corrupt due to it having arisen from the rather violent tribal system that had evolved before we had tried to rebuild society there. I had been at that time aggressively pushing for socialism. Now, there's a huge difference in quality of life between the upper class (those tribally connected to anyone in the government or running one of the few businesses around) and the lower class. No middle class.
So I'm taking the train to work...apparently I live in one city and work (still in government, trying to root out their corruption but mostly unsuccessful) in another? And the train stops once. This is apparently normal, so I consider getting off and walking the rest of the way, but it starts again. Awhile later it stops again and shows no signs of starting, so I get out and start walking. When I reach the head train...I discover it's stopped because one of my major rivals (he is my rival because he is around my age, also male, and has the same social status as me, although it's because he's lower-down on the rungs in a more prestigious clan) is, with some of his brothers, transporting a giraffe into the city.
Of course I immediately start to nettle him, since he's already worked up and irritated that the giraffe keeps trying to get out of the not-well-constructed giraffe-car they have it in. I was saying something along the lines of 'a giraffe? You do realize people ride to work on this train?" and he was just all growlyface. We got into a short argument and he stalked off, saying something along the lines of fighting me at an establishment known as the Heterochromia Pig (no, not heterochromatic, that would make sense); one of his other siblings was there as well, who apparently also happened to be a lover of mine and similarly politically-minded to myself. She was feminine genderqueer, I think? Anyways, I was amused with myself but also a bit contrite for irritating her brother, and was like "I just wanted to get to work" (at this point we're both standing on top of the train cars, but they seemed to be made for that, with railings around) and she was like "I know, lol, it's okay" and we made some sort of joke about the Heterochromia Pims because apparently her name was Pims or something I don't know.
Then I saw some hungry young children on top of one of the other cars and had a bit of a rant to myself about how terrible the government was and something about 0%?
I think my brain had been working on that one for awhile, it's a rather involved mashup of current events and some classes I've been taking and, um, The Hunger Games, lol. My napping-dreams tend to be like, just for fun or something, so I don't think there's anything deeper behind it probably.
