Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

"What's this?" Connor stared at Dick hostilely.

Carl thought he would at least ask "who is this".

"Richard Grayson, aka Robin," Carl said. "He's a few years older than you, so in terms of age, he's an older brother."

"Just call me Dick!" Dick didn't mind Connor's unkind attitude staring at him at all, and happily smiled at Connor who was holding Carl's leg and hiding behind Carl, "I heard Carl talk about it a long time ago. I passed you, but he only agreed to bring me over to play yesterday."

"Don't be so rude, Xiaokang." Carl lifted Connor from behind his calf with one hand, and let Connor sit on his other forearm, "Don't you want someone to play with you? "

"I want you to play with me." Connor gave Dick a disgusted look, "not a little one."

"You're much smaller than me!" Dick was stunned. "You—you're only two-thirds my height. You're the little one!"

Connor looked very confident about his future height: "I will soon be as tall as Daddy."

"That's at least another ten years. At least ten years," Carl said, taking Dick's hand with his free hand, and leading the two little boys into the cornfields. "Your range includes back hills, forests, and At the foot of the mountain. Let's play."

He took Connor by the scruff of the neck and lowered Connor to the ground.

"Wow!" Dick was excited, "It's such a big place, can we go anywhere?"

"It's just a mountain." Connor said gloomily, "It's like you've never seen it before."

"I've never seen it! I've never been to such a place!"

When the wind picked up, the dense plants swayed like waves.

Their voices and shadows were gradually swallowed up by the thick cornstalks.

Carl didn't go anywhere.

He lay down on the spot, comfortably resting his hands behind his head, the brilliant sunlight evenly spread over his face and body, dyeing him pale gold.

Breezy.

Maybe he's asleep, maybe he's not, and whether he's asleep or not, his smile is like a dream.

Washington.

The presidency is a hectic and difficult job — and no one should dispute that conclusion.

The federal government is a large, complex and (inevitably) bloated system. The first dilemma that every new president faces after taking office is the transfer of power:

Every new president means a big reshuffle at the top of the U.S. imperial government, with thousands of middle and high-level resignations. From the end of the general election to the swearing-in of the new president, the president-elect needs to be responsible for selecting and appointing cabinet members and heads of various government departments. For other government officials, within just two months, the new president needs to fill nearly [-] vacancies, and more than one fifth of the positions must be nominated by the president himself.

Do you think the nominations are over?No, no, the president is responsible for filling the vacancies, but whether the candidate he nominates can take office still needs to be approved by the parliament, and the process of dividing interests is undoubtedly the real battlefield...

Imagine what a painful process it was, meetings, meetings, meetings;

The chaebols who support you are starting to speak loudly. Of course, your cronies and supporters must also have a seat. The struggle for power and profit between different parties requires you to balance.And after quarreling with these people (individuals may even fight), the new president has to seize the time to familiarize himself with the various confidential documents given to him by the previous president, and face the dilemma that the decrees he issued are difficult to implement.

On the one hand, it is because skilled workers with professional knowledge and work experience have left, and all the newcomers who have come here may have never even been exposed to government work in the past;

The transition of the president is the period when the control of the U.S. imperial government is the weakest.

Many movies regard the "presidential change" as the end of an action. It is precisely because of such a cleansing-like power transfer that the previous director survived the general election without incident and left, and the new leader will take over the leftovers. Such an important mess is directly sealed up, which is a well-known unspoken rule.

Especially some black jobs in the intelligence department, the hot potatoes that have been tossed around in various departments, those escaped secret agents who caused trouble, and the elusive hackers... The complicated secrecy regulations make the insiders only a few, and everyone looks at each other. , They all understood immediately, pretended to be deaf and dumb, and ignored the past.

After the first predicament has passed, the president has more things to manage:

Terrorist attacks at home and abroad, unemployment and employment rates, general economic trends, various subsistence allowances and medical benefits, retired veterans, smugglers, orphans—not to say that the president has to take care of these things himself, but once something goes wrong, the president must take care of it. The president is responsible—of course, there are various new policies and reforms in various senses, as well as wars, and the most important power of the president, the nuclear bomb.

It is inevitable that any president will scramble for a while in the face of such a workload and enormous pressure.

But our amiable, respectable and vigorous President Luther has no "inevitability".

Not only is he invulnerable, in fact, the new president has never been wrong since he took office.

Everything he handles is as smooth as a freshly ironed shirt, and every document he cares about is executed quickly and smoothly.Since he took office, no one who has worked with him has been able to criticize this young man's work and attitude. His polite attitude is a bit old-fashioned, but there are reasons for it; his attitude is not enthusiastic, but it is definitely not It makes people frown and comment that they are not close to the people.

Sometimes you have to admit that this seems to be the kind of leader that the United States desperately needs, decisive, capable, down-to-earth and ambitious to realize dreams.

Maybe a little bit crazy.

But the arrogant American imperialists don't care about such a little bit of madness. He fulfilled his promise in the general election, so that his approval rate reached the peak. People have long been used to the lies of politicians. No one really Think he's going to do it, no one really thinks he's going to do it, people just hope he can breathe new life into the country.

As things stand, he seems to have injected too much energy.

Mr. President hasn't worked much in recent days, and it seems that he has lost interest in official duties. People generally have a tolerant attitude towards this. After all, the matter between him and Mr. Ayer was well known to the world in the past few years.

The president's whereabouts are a secret, although it is generally difficult to hide it from colleagues who also work in the White House.

But this trip was indeed top-secret. Only a few people knew that Mr. President quietly left the city for a whole day, and then returned here quietly.

Mercy was one of those who knew exactly what was going on.

If there is a list summarizing know Lex.Of all Luthor's secrets, Mercy's name must be at the top of the list.

She has worked for the other party for too long. Assuming that the total time she spent fully awake is ten years, at least eight of them belong to Lex.Luther's, during these eight years, she has neither freedom nor self, she just works, and the content of her work requires her to be Lex.An extension of Luthor's mind.

Mercy sometimes felt genuinely terrified of what she did, but not of her own safety, it was what she did that terrified her.

It is easy to overcome the fear of being still like this. Treating yourself as a tool is a good way to shirk responsibility. In addition, you don’t need to witness all kinds of tragedies to effectively relieve your emotions, and you can cultivate a little bit of safe and sound little ones. Hobbies are even better, work belongs to work, and entertainment belongs to entertainment.

It's a pity that Moxi can't do "work for work, entertainment for entertainment".

Because the focus of her entertainment is to watch the emotional life of the boss, and the emotional life of the boss always affects his work.

Mercy doesn't want to know what happened the day the boss went to Gotham.

But at a certain moment, she will feel quite sad, and she doesn't know what is sad about the matter, she knows who the boss is.

The hopeless desire for control, the unbelievably strong desire for power, the top-notch brain and extreme personal emotions are the root causes of all of this.

It is also the source of the tragedy of his life.

Lex sat at the desk and opened the file, his thoughts had already flown thousands of miles away.

His thoughts and emotions remain chaotic.Chaos is beneficial in such a situation. Chaos allows him to maintain a minimum level of sobriety, instead of diving headlong into the logical circle and being driven crazy by the whole paradox.

Neither God nor man can be trusted.God -- doesn't exist at all, and man has too many weaknesses.

Lex used to think that he was one of the very few people who didn't have insurmountable weaknesses, but he quickly understood the error of this idea. It's ridiculous to say, but a person who never fails can't feel his own shortcomings , until defeated by Superman, although Superman himself is most likely unconscious, Lex does not understand what "perfection" is.

But Carl wasn't born superhuman.

He is not born a saint, he never even intends to be a saint, he is just very special, under normal circumstances people with his mind are not so simple, so simple as to stand up and play a hero.

He is not a born saint.It's just that after he's determined to be Superman, his every action is so competent, and he's so hardworking and sacrificing, that any attempt to deny his perfection becomes a slander; he has so many choices to make but In the end when he makes a choice, you feel like he has no other choice.

It's not that Lex didn't realize that Superman is Carl before that, and in his mind, Carl should be Superman's little game, not Carl.The identity of Al is fake, but the existence of this part is very thin.

He didn't split Superman and Cal.

But he always thought he only wanted the part that belonged to Carl.

Until yesterday, until he finally saw Karl again, the calm and pale Karl, the resurrected Karl, the gloomy but still very bright Karl... When Lex thought he knew everything, he was innocent and ignorant. He knows everything just when he thinks he knows nothing.

He is the untouchable deep sea and the universe, he is the ultimate secret.

In the past Lex thought he only liked the part that belonged to Carl, and he was wrong.

It was always the whole that fascinated him.