If I were able to choose one of Superman's powers for myself, I'd snap up the power of flight in a
heartbeat. After all, flying is one of the safest powers to have. Super strength would be hard to control without lots of practice. Imagine hitting the brake pedal on your car and putting your foot
through the floor of the vehicle. Old Pop Kent must have had fun trying to teach Clark to change gears
without ripping the gearshift lever off.
X-ray vision would be out of the question. It's a wonder all the girls in Smallville didn't wind up with lung cancer from a young Clark Kent checking out the female anatomy on the sly. I just don't
need the extra temptation x-ray vision would bring. Besides, buying only winning scratch off tickets would probably alert some sort of federal task force.
Super hearing would come in handy at times, but no thanks. With my luck I wouldn't be able to
cut it off at will. What if I wound up tuned to NPR radio with no means of setting my poor ears free?
Some fates truly are worse than death.
Freeze breath could come in handy at parties and weddings. I bet Superman saved a fortune on ice cubes over the years. Rumor has it that on one of the many parallel earths, Superman actually sold ice
on the side for hidden income while Lois Lane was divorcing him. Batman advised him against making diamonds as they were too difficult to sell secretly.
Super speed could be a mixed blessing. Sure, running fast would be great for sports or exercise. Imagine out running all the joggers in town without breaking a sweat. Still, what good is running at super speed if you don't own a super costume that won't burst into flames from friction? I'm certain my blue jeans wouldn't qualify, even though I'm told they sometimes have the power to stand on their own. Plus, there's that thing with the Flash. Who really would be the fastest man alive?
Yes, soaring through the clouds would be great. Imagine the relaxation factor of flying with the little birds singing around you. Get a little depressed when winter weather gets gloomy? Hey, just soar above the clouds. As an added bonus, there's potential for a year round suntan. Never mind that
a two hundred pound man clothed only in speedos hovering high in the air would be bound to draw attention. So much for the secret identity.
I suppose I'm better off leaving the powers to Superman. But I really would like to fly. I guess that's what dreams are for.