.ps 8
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PERSONAL INVENTORY

\- I don't fall down.  Others shatter against me and fall down.

\- I am not hurt.  I feel nothing at all.

\- I don't know what any of this means.
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Geo felt that there must have been some reason why he was chosen as
the custodian of these remarkable powers, but he had no idea why someone
like himself should have been chosen for anything.
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It didn't matter.  His schedule was full of meetings and he didn't
have time to question the finer points of his success.  He'd shoulder the burden of responsibility and sort out
the philosophical questions whenever he had a spare moment.  Which would
be never.
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It was funny. He realized that this was the decision he was making,
even as he made it.  Call it a rare moment of honesty with himself.
He ceased the interrogation.

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Geo would think back to that original costume sewn while watching TV. Had
some random show or commercial influenced him?  He supposed that this
was a general question, rather than something specific to the context
of his career as a super\-hero.  To be honest, he couldn't remember most
of the shows he had watched, back them.  Busy with his work, he had
only occasionally glanced up at the screen.
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The modern version of his logo had, of course, been derived from that
original design.  Streamlined.  It served well enough.
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One of his minor annoyances was constantly being asked to explain the
symbolism.  Why had he chosen the American flag motif?  As if it
should need to be explained.  He guessed that it did.  And so he would
suggest that it had all been a joke.  This usually sufficed to change the subject.  His
interrogator would laugh, wink at him, and then move on to something
else.