“I’m a piece of garbage, but I’m the most important garbage you’ll ever meet!”
“I’m a piece of garbage, but I’m the most important garbage you’ll ever meet!”
Old joke.
Edgar Allan Poe was famous for his tales of madness, death, and betrayal.
One day Poe meets a friend on the street. The friend asks Poe how his day is going.
“Splendidly! I wrote two poems this morning and my publisher liked both. I gave a talk at the Literary Club and was lauded. And just now I found a $20 gold piece.”
“Wonderful! Sounds like the kind of day that makes you glad to be alive!”
“Well, let’s not go overboard.”
According to my NYC high school teachers, most of the streets in lower Manhattan were named after big landowners. There are a few streets with female first names [Catherine, Jane, Anne] that were named after the wives/daughters of the great men.
Back in the day, Marvel Comics had a Communist Chinese superhero, The Collective Man. He was actually a set of quintuplets who could join into one body that was five times as dense and five times as strong as a normal person. He could also mimic the abilities of any ‘Chinese’ person.
https://marvel.fandom.com/wiki/Han,_Chang,_Lin,_Sun,_and_Ho_Tao-Yu_(Earth-616)