Was it a dream or a nightmare?
Both, I think. It was frightening, but it also ended before I wanted it to.
Elon Musk had come to audit my genealogical work.
It was a nightmare, because my research has been sorely neglected for years, and my records are in terrible shape.
On the other hand, he showed me patterns I had not seen, and had ideas I hadn't thought of. I was making progress! Alas, as with most dreams, everything useful fled upon awakening—except the all-important inspiration to get back to work.
If Elon Musk and DOGE will never scrutinize my genealogical efforts, the heirs of my research and my records will, and when the time of their judgement comes, it will be too late for me to get my work in order.