On Sue's Laptop and Off the Network
Well, this is of a hell of a time for happy thoughts. Maybe it's just evil in disguise like the rest of what we've been slogging through. Maybe, Sue, you are getting cynical in your old age.
So Ralph, and I are up here on the moon watching the trail. I'm finding out a lot about my friends I never knew before and not in a good way. I've been arguing that there's a disconnect between "normal life," and the League for awhile. Jordan saw it. I experienced it. I'm sure that could explain some of Waller's crap and plenty of Lex News reports and why people watch. The Gods are fighting and there's a hell of a lot of fear in the room.
There are a few things I'm hanging onto which make me feel better about this chapter of my life and the life of my friends being put out there for brutal review.
The first one is that Light may have raped me - and through me the Justice League - but I'm still breathing. They will find a way to cope with this. This is provided that pride, shock, and the "never will happen," denial gets worked through. We who marry heroes know we are in harm's way. Some of us - no, most - ask the superhero to quit. Save their own damned family instead. Seems logical, right? It isn't. See, I thought that was a good call for Ralph and I. I was a bitch about it because I was scared. He should of gotten rid of the shrew I was in retrospect. Really. Taking Ralph out of the life he loves...taking him away from people he can help and the mysteries he can solve...
Ralph says it killed who he was without me. But I almost killed who Ralph was trying to keep us "safe." Safe isn't an option. Marry on of these adrenaline junkies and don't try and get them to change. Change isn't something you dictate in a relationship anyway. It happens on its own. If I could do back to that scared, younger Sue, that's what I'd tell her.
Second good thing - Ray finally came to talk to me. I thought I'd flinch too, to be honest. I didn't. I was just happy to see him. It's not his fault Jean snapped. I mean, really, how many times have the bad guys tried to use us to get to them. I think the term is "human shields." Well, we "shields," can work both ways. We can save people like Ray from taking on what isn't there's - which is a occupational hazard of the first degree up here. And maybe Jean just gave in to that desire to change Ray. Or maybe some supervillian drove her nuts and we haven't found the real bastard yet. I'd be lying if I didn't hope the second one and twitch a lot at the first one. Either way, Ray's a nice guy that doesn't deserve this type of karma. Self-righteousness around her be damned. Did I mention that can be another occupational hazard?
Third thing. I feel a little guilty for this one. Friends don't latch onto the Freudian slips of other friends. Ollie mentioned something in the heat of things as he's want to do. Did I just hear Ollie call Dinah his wife? I mean it would be about time and all - extremely interesting character quirks aside.
I haven't put on my wedding ring yet. I'm sure Ralph's noticed and hasn't mentioned it. That's because I have plans. Our vows were, "Until death do us part." It annoys me in this business, that's a negotiable item now, but...Long and short of it, it's time for me to make an honest man out of Ralph again. (And the smirk is there as I type.)
I'm going to extend the invite I think. This business doesn't exactly allow you to book caterers and florists on a normal schedule. It was almost enough to make Clark think of swear words for his trip down the aisle.
Okay, this is evil Sue...but it might be the type of evil someone...Ollie and Dinah, one of the kids, whatever....needs to remind them what's worth rescuing. Give them enough of a push to look around a little at thier attachments.
I think I might drop dead of shock if anyone joins the party.
So Ralph, and I are up here on the moon watching the trail. I'm finding out a lot about my friends I never knew before and not in a good way. I've been arguing that there's a disconnect between "normal life," and the League for awhile. Jordan saw it. I experienced it. I'm sure that could explain some of Waller's crap and plenty of Lex News reports and why people watch. The Gods are fighting and there's a hell of a lot of fear in the room.
There are a few things I'm hanging onto which make me feel better about this chapter of my life and the life of my friends being put out there for brutal review.
The first one is that Light may have raped me - and through me the Justice League - but I'm still breathing. They will find a way to cope with this. This is provided that pride, shock, and the "never will happen," denial gets worked through. We who marry heroes know we are in harm's way. Some of us - no, most - ask the superhero to quit. Save their own damned family instead. Seems logical, right? It isn't. See, I thought that was a good call for Ralph and I. I was a bitch about it because I was scared. He should of gotten rid of the shrew I was in retrospect. Really. Taking Ralph out of the life he loves...taking him away from people he can help and the mysteries he can solve...
Ralph says it killed who he was without me. But I almost killed who Ralph was trying to keep us "safe." Safe isn't an option. Marry on of these adrenaline junkies and don't try and get them to change. Change isn't something you dictate in a relationship anyway. It happens on its own. If I could do back to that scared, younger Sue, that's what I'd tell her.
Second good thing - Ray finally came to talk to me. I thought I'd flinch too, to be honest. I didn't. I was just happy to see him. It's not his fault Jean snapped. I mean, really, how many times have the bad guys tried to use us to get to them. I think the term is "human shields." Well, we "shields," can work both ways. We can save people like Ray from taking on what isn't there's - which is a occupational hazard of the first degree up here. And maybe Jean just gave in to that desire to change Ray. Or maybe some supervillian drove her nuts and we haven't found the real bastard yet. I'd be lying if I didn't hope the second one and twitch a lot at the first one. Either way, Ray's a nice guy that doesn't deserve this type of karma. Self-righteousness around her be damned. Did I mention that can be another occupational hazard?
Third thing. I feel a little guilty for this one. Friends don't latch onto the Freudian slips of other friends. Ollie mentioned something in the heat of things as he's want to do. Did I just hear Ollie call Dinah his wife? I mean it would be about time and all - extremely interesting character quirks aside.
I haven't put on my wedding ring yet. I'm sure Ralph's noticed and hasn't mentioned it. That's because I have plans. Our vows were, "Until death do us part." It annoys me in this business, that's a negotiable item now, but...Long and short of it, it's time for me to make an honest man out of Ralph again. (And the smirk is there as I type.)
I'm going to extend the invite I think. This business doesn't exactly allow you to book caterers and florists on a normal schedule. It was almost enough to make Clark think of swear words for his trip down the aisle.
Okay, this is evil Sue...but it might be the type of evil someone...Ollie and Dinah, one of the kids, whatever....needs to remind them what's worth rescuing. Give them enough of a push to look around a little at thier attachments.
I think I might drop dead of shock if anyone joins the party.