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[latexspectre]

[The comm turns on to show a crowded street with throngs of spectators wearing red and white and waving flags. In the background there is a parade making its way down the avenue with people wearing distinctly foreign looking military uniforms and traditional looking garb. Red and white balloons are everywhere. It seems like the crowd is having a

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video, Peter Parker's comm; one last tag before bed

[incywincyhero]

[A slight smile on his face.]

Definitely my Uncle Ben.

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[latexspectre]

[smiling also.]

Okay, I'll bite. What makes your uncle so special?

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[incywincyhero]

[He rubs the back of his neck -- feeling a little goofy, but proud.]

Well, pretty much everything I know about being a good person -- a good man -- I learned from him.

[latexspectre]

Sounds like a real stand-up guy. Men like that are hard to find.

[incywincyhero]

He was really one in a million.

So what about you, then?

[latexspectre]

I never really had a man like that in my life. Not like an uncle or a father, anyway.

I suppose I admire some of the early feminists and suffragettes. Victoria Woodhull, Susan B. Anthony and the like.

[incywincyhero]

She wasn't really a suffragette, but as a former member of the news brigade, I've always admired Nellie Bly. That woman had nerves of steel.

[latexspectre]

She was a stunt journalist, right? The one who had herself committed?

[incywincyhero]

More than that. She investigated the lives of female factory workers, spent six months as a foreign correspondent in Mexico, set a record for travelling around the world in 72 days ... she had a couple of patents, too. A real Renaissance Gal.

[latexspectre]

No shit. The more I hear, the more I like.

[incywincyhero]

I would've loved to meet her. Bet she was a real firecracker.

[latexspectre]

Sometimes I think they don't make 'em like that anymore. But I bet they do. We just gotta be on the look out for 'em.

[incywincyhero]

Oh, I've met a few word-slingers worth their salt in my time, and plenty of them have been of the female persuasion. One of my best friends back home is a reporter -- well, a journalist blogger, now, part of this whole death-of-print thing, I guess -- and she may not look it but she's tough as the brick she keeps in her handbag.

[latexspectre]

They keep saying newspapers are dying. I just can't believe it. Back home, people are so dedicated to their papers. But I guess the times change.

[incywincyhero]

People have a new ways to communicate, now. He said, talking to the nice lady on his palm-sized Network communicator. I guess it stands to reason that we’d find new ways to share what’s going on in the world, too. I don’t think journalism is going anywhere, or at least I hope not, but newspapers as we know them? Who knows where they’ll be in 20 years.

[latexspectre]

Maybe we'll end up with something out of a science fiction film. News beamed right into our brains or something.