What are the fantasy things that you want to believe, even though you know they're nothing more than fantasies?
Both serious and humorous answers are welcomed.
Examples:
The triumphant return of the Dodgers to Brooklyn or the Raiders to Oakland.
That humanity is capable looking past skin color, sexual orientation, religion, and ethnicity to work toward the betterment of the human race as a whole.
That your spouse will someday learn the purpose of a laundry hamper and how to distinguish it from the floor.
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Politicians are really trying to make this a better world.
That I will see my deceased family and friends again when I die.
That if you mate with a dog often enough, you will get human-dog hybrids.
That high powered gasoline vehicles will never go out of style.
That badly needed roads and bridges around town (and anywhere else) will never be too expensive to build.
That people will actually behave in their best interest.
My cat will be crowned the ruler of Earth.
Ahh hell. Don’t get me on that again. But wayyy back before I met my wife, and, as the wise guys say, life happened, I had always had a fantasy about enlisting in the French Foreign Legion. And was actually saving money towards a one way plane ticket to France, to make it a reality. Never happened but I still read anything I can get my hands on about that outfit. So my fantasy isn’t as altruistic as the ones above, but maybe in a way it is. One of the appeals for me, was the fairness of the Legion. They don’t care and never did care about race, nationality, religion, ethnicity, or the other concerns of the world. Anyone who dons Le Kepi Blanc is a Soldat de la Legion. It’s all that matters and I think the Spirit of the Legion was the attraction to me…maybe in another life. In this one, my wife kids and now grand kids are my world.
The return of Disco, which is the only reason I’m Stayin’ Alive! ;-D
Well I seen a horsefly, I seen a housefly, I even seen a barfly! But I be done seen ‘bout ever’thing, when I see an elephant fly! Or a jelly who mourns the demise of disco.
The BeeGees were a pretty decent band until went all DISCO!
vive la discothèque!
Listen up, scoffers: I won the Gold Medals displayed in my avatar in Singles and Doubles Disco dancing, during the 1976 Olympics.
My doubles partner was Caitlyn Jenner! ;-p
It would be nice to restore the illusion that It doesn’t all boil down to money.
That I can talk to animals. That I could teleport. That I could travel in time and meet the likes of Shakespeare, Newton, Darwin etc. Go back and stop the wholesale poisonings of communities, like in 1950–60’s Japan. My delusions of powerfulness and superhero complex looms large.
I want to believe that the NFL is not rigged.
Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune
Something to make us all happy
Do anything take us out of this gloom
Sing a song, play guitar
Make it snappy
You are the one who can make us all laugh
But doing that you break out in tears
Please don’t be sad if it was a straight mind you had
We wouldn’t have known you all these years
Funny! I tried to put music notes around the lyrics and the whole post disappeared!!
@Strauss And why am I hearing the low spark of high heeled boys?
A lot of the ones already mentioned, plus: we could communicate with animals, mostly so they could tell us if they had an owwie; communication among humans would be better so there was more understanding, less discord; that plants, trees, animals, etc. would know that millions of humans care about them and it hurts us to see how they’re treated by others; and that children, the elderly, and animals know that they matter, and they’re not alone.
Corny, but those are a few of my fantasies.
@janbb Maybe it’s just the traffic!~~
My lottery fantasy is pretty detailed:
If I ever won the “Big One”, (by that I mean the result would be over $100M cash payout after taxes) here’s what ask my professional financial planner to do.
I’d divide the pot into three: one third would go to my children, to be divided equally between the four of them; one third would go to the siblings of myself and my wife, to be divide equally between the eight of them. In case one of them might be (or has) passed away, their share would go to their spouse, to be divided up among those family members as the surviving spouse sees fit; the last third would be for my wife and I.
Assuming our third would still be a significant amount, I’d buy a farm near the coast in Ireland, and a villa somewhere in the south of France. I would use these locations to produce large festivals to promote the lifestyle of a professional philanthropist.
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