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.ps 8 .P1 PERSONAL INVENTORY \- I don't fall down. Others shatter against me and fall down. \- I am not hurt. I feel nothing at all. \- I don't know what any of this means. .P2 .PP .ps 10 Geo felt that there must have been some reason why he was chosen as the custodian of these remarkable powers, but he had no idea why someone like himself should have been chosen for anything. .PP .ps 10 It didn't matter. His schedule was full of meetings and he didn't have time to question the finer points of his success. He'd shoulder the burden of responsibility and sort out the philosophical questions whenever he had a spare moment. Which would be never. .PP .ps 10 It was funny. He realized that this was the decision he was making, even as he made it. Call it a rare moment of honesty with himself. He ceased the interrogation. .PP .ps 10 Geo would think back to that original costume sewn while watching TV. Had some random show or commercial influenced him? He supposed that this was a general question, rather than something specific to the context of his career as a super\-hero. To be honest, he couldn't remember most of the shows he had watched, back them. Busy with his work, he had only occasionally glanced up at the screen. .PP .ps 10 The modern version of his logo had, of course, been derived from that original design. Streamlined. It served well enough. .PP .ps 10 One of his minor annoyances was constantly being asked to explain the symbolism. Why had he chosen the American flag motif? As if it should need to be explained. He guessed that it did. And so he would suggest that it had all been a joke. This usually sufficed to change the subject. His interrogator would laugh, wink at him, and then move on to something else.