A Strange Dream

I had a dream that I was a volunteer for Noah, who was building his ark. He made up a list of about 100 people to invite onto the ark, and I didn't like how arbitrary it was. He had picked his friends, relatives, and people with political connections instead of the kind of people you'd want to start a new world with. For instance, he had about twenty people who were invited only because they were well-connected government officials of France and Britain (Which were, in my dream, major colonial powers). I was arguing with him, saying that that we should have some sort of appeal process for deserving people who wanted to be on the ark, both to select the most qualified people and to preserve the appearance of justice among common people who wanted to have their lives saved. I also said that France and Britain wouldn't exist at all after the flood, and including their government officials suggested that he was completely missing the idea of what was going to happen. Noah wanted nothing of my suggestions, and then I woke up.