Yes, yes, yes!
And while we are on the subject of Man and Superman, let's revert to F.N. and the Obermann with a laugh:
Newly married, my husband and I had moved into this apartment, which had previously been inhabited by.... Never mind. Suffice it to say, it was a disaster and crawling with insects.
We cleaned, sprayed, painted, repaired. We ousted most of the six-legged horrors, but a few hardy souls remained.
One afternoon, my husband spotted one cavorting on his copy of Thus Spake Zarathustra. He squashed the miscreant, snarling, "You are not the Obermann." |
