Ok, confession time. This page is every bullied kid’s fantasy. While I personally didn’t encounter too much bullying in junior high, there were a few, ahem, interesting kids to whom I harbored Walter Mitty like fantasies of dispatching with my new found superpowers. These thoughts are especially chilling in light of the school shootings that came long after I was out of school. Notice the “kid” who I have chosen not to name DOES live. He’ll probably return as a super villain to plague our hero later.