Mitt Romney versus Emannuel Lasker, Don't Ask Cause I'm Just Going To Tell.

I didn't know where to post this. In hindsight, maybe I should be posting this on some dream interpretation forum, but somehow, I don't feel they would be able to understand it like you guys would. Something very wierd happened just now; its why I woke screaming and crying "no no, please don't make me watch it! Please no! Pleeeaaassse", before snapping back to reality, realizing I had been half asleep yet still dreaming, crying while I rested on my knuckles and knees, like I was some absurd gorrilla. Nothing I had just experienced made sense.

To understand where this is coming from, you are going to first understand some things about my life over the summer and in general. For one, I am the first and only son of a "bleedin'-heart liberal", a near world-renowned doctor named George, who rose from the humble beginnings of a first-generation immigrant's child with Goucherre's Disease; he knows what it is like to have been there, he was once without that much money or knowledge of the system, and while he wasn't dirt poor, he wasn't wealthy either. Now, he has two children, me and my sister, and is now a manager of the hospital Maimonides in Brooklyn, have already working in Emergency Medicine for somewhere around 35 years of his life.

Over the summer I have been taking an interest in the election, and while at times I can feel my Dad is very judgemental of the Republican Party in general, I have seen this year why he feels so strongly against some of their stances. 

Again I do not want to make this some post about politics, I am focusing very solely on my dream, but there is more to do with this field. Probably prompting the fearful dream, I had read in the Rolling Stone Magazine a very long article about Bain Capital, and Romney's business model there, and how he alone made money by the destruction of small businesses by the dozen. Trust me, if you had read the article, you'd be scared too.

Another thing you should know about me. I LOVE chess, I started just 2 years ago in my freshman year of high school, but from the age of 14 to 16, and now going into junior year of high school, I have improved tremendousy in a very small window of time. Lasker has been on my mind lately as well, as he had been the subject of a conversation with my friend at his house. Going home and falling asleep, I may have been thinking about him, maybe in addition to Mitt Romney. 

In addition to all this, I have been sick with a head cold since the weekend. I have been feeling like you-know-what and it shows, but its about to get wierd, because I can guarantee that neither you nor I have ever had a fever dream like this one. 

The dream starts off in some tournament with some exchange between people, this part is less clear, and what actually happened at this point is on the tip of my tongue, when I was sorting out the detail, I neglected this part, which surprisingly may have added some sense to the dream, but even with the context it makes little sense anyway. Here is where it gets scary though; don't ask me the logistics of this, but Mitt Romney and Emmanuel Lasker are playing chess, on chess.com, to decide the fate of the world. If one were to see the dream, Mitt Romney just radiates evil and malice, whereas Emmanuel Lasker is, whiled not resigned yet, all that seems to stand in the way between the world and Romney's politically fueled corporate takeover. It seems wierd that I would root for a German over an american, but this seems to be what it has come to, and maybe even represent my feelings of a greater divide between the country, simply because Romney is not like any president we would have ever had in the past, he represents, quite purely, wall street greed, and if you want to know why, you should read more, I'm not going to go into it here. 

However the dream gets wierder, because Romney appears to cheating. For one, Romney is playing horribly, but whenever he blunders a piece, two men that look like FBI agents dressed in what I think is mormon robes give him the piece back, saying "It's not against the rules"; creeeeeppppyyyy.  For two, and I think this is what drove me the edge of my bed, Romney's rooks are shaped like romneycare packages, a really wierd spin on obamacare he has told the American people about, but never actually explained the contents of, however it is apparantly "better than obamacare", I guess he isn't lying, his rooks apparantly DO NOT need support to check the enemy king, can obamacare do that? I watch his horror as lasker is skewered again and again. He seems to be perfectly fine with it, but through this method of playing, Lasker quickly loses a queen, and only holds the game because of his immense chess skills. Lasker plays 4 games and the cheating gets progressively worse. In the end it is so bad, that I begin to cry, and I develop a bad migraine, perhaps induced by the dream, perhaps the inducer of the dream. 

I wake up screaming and crying, and I suppose we may never know exactly how it ends, but this is the future I am afraid of. Where dead chess players have to defend the world from "corporate takeover" by a criminal scum "company turnaround expert" who borrows millions of dollars from banks and forces it all, and a service fee, also often in the millions, on the companies he supposedly is helping to recover.

Again, I don't want to make this about politics, but I suppose that is exactly what my dream fears, a world where long-dead chess players are the only defense against a seeming-all powerful Mitt Romney who bends the rules of our beloved game to accomodate his own needs.

Anyway, I'm quite tired, and really should be getting back to bed, but seriously, thanks for reading, I just had to get this down on paper or I knew I would forget about it. My head is still searing, im gonna need some Advil I suppose, but its nothing to the screaming pain I felt while dreaming, that just takes the cake, anyway, I gotta go drain the hot bath I ran to calm myself down, its been one heck of a night.

That was quite an interesting dream! Lasker ftw!

Maybe the message was that Obama needs to learn how to play chess.