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THE THREATENERS

Dreamed 1997/4/23 by Chris Wayan

THAT DAY

Evicted, jobless, living on savings, but determined not to be driven out of San Francisco by the yuppie horde flooding in for the Web goldrush... today I signed a check for a thousand dollars, the first step in buying a house with two friends--the only house out of a hundred we've seen that'll work.

THAT NIGHT

My old housemate Lizzie just moved. I go see her new house. It's impossible--a cavernous space full of trees, sun, wind, and rocks--more a canyon than a house! Feels like the Sierra Nevada in summer--big saddle-shaped boulders and buttresses, glacier-scoured but warm and piny now. Lizzie climbs up the rocks, leading me to a V-shaped fold where you can wedge your body comfortably in (as we autistics like to do) and peer over the top, out and down the curving series of cave/room/glades.

I sing a bit, feeling safe wedged in privately up here, protected by stone.

Motion back under the trees, around the front door. A couple of men. Liz locked it, so I know they've broken in. They flash dim then bright as they walk from tree-shade into sunlight and back to shadow. Closer. They have guns! I pull my head down; it's unlikely they saw me up here. Not a natural place to look for the occupants--and burglars should only be expecting Liz, if anyone.

I crawl down the fold and drop to the ground when my intuition says they're gone.

Wrong! They're right behind me. They come up to me--not with guns drawn--and "Listen you deadbeat bastard--" then call me by a strange name-- "you better return that stuff or pay for it. You don't cheat our boss."

And then coolly turn their backs on me and walk out!

I get mad and follow them outside the apartment. Overtake them in the hall and snap "I'm not X---, I'm TIRED of being mistaken for him, and I don't appreciate being threatened by guys who break into my apartment, so whatever HE did and whatever quarrel YOU have with him, take it to him--DON'T come round here again." They don't believe a word of it.

I fish around in my left coat pocket and pull out a gun. "I'm threatening YOU now. TAKE YOUR QUARREL TO HIM. Leave me alone or else."

They bristle, but when they realize I mean it, they begin to slow down and think. What if I really am the wrong man?

NOTES IN THE MORNING

2000 NOTE

The dream's prediction of house-trouble was right. The agent worked hard but AFTER I put $10,000 down the seller herself tried to weasel out of the contract! We had to sue her. It took nearly a year till she believed her own lawyer saying "Give up; you have no case." Some folks really don't listen.



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