Spock Misses The Point

Last night I dreamt I was hanging with a mate (can’t remember who), just sitting around and chewing the fat.  Then suddenly I heard singing.  It was a Nine Inch Nail song.  Might’ve been Head Like A Hole.  I was pretty annoyed at the racket, so I went to investigate where it was coming from.  Upon walking into the bush area I found an islander singing the song.  He was a jolly looking person, with short dreadlocks.  There he was singing this song and looked to me to be preparing some food.  A banquet actually.  There was a big wooden outdoor table, with a big dish and plates and settings.  Nobody else was around though.  I assumed they would arrive later.  So, I introduced myself and asked him why he was singing the song.  He then proceeded to tell me that he was  a white supremacist, and that was why he was singing the song.  By then I was rather alarmed, thinking perhaps I could be in trouble.  He then started talking about his believes, about why he became a white supremacist, and why it made sense to him, all while still preparing the food.  It looked like a paella, in a huge dish.  The strange thing about it was that he didn’t seem like he minded my being there.  In fact, he was quite friendly.  Then, he stopped in his track and said, “Oh, the food is probably ready.  Here, try this, tell me what you think.”, as he dug in and dished up some of the rice, revealing that it’s like a paella, but with a big piece of pork schnitzel on top, which was covered in wilted spinach.  It didn’t have a lot of sauce, which wasn’t good.  He handed me a piece of the schnitzel, shaking it at me like he really wanted me to try it and give him my opinion.  I wasn’t too optimistic, but tried it anyway.  Low and behold, it was too dry.  It’d been cooked for too long.  So that was what I told him.  “A bit dry mate.  It’s a bit on the tough side.  See?  The crust has gone a bit hard.  Sorry.”  He looked disappointed in himself, but insisted that I stayed for the festivity anyway.  So I decided to stay for some food.  And that’s when I woke up.

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