An American 82nd Airborne Division with Mexican Heritage dares to speak out against liberals and the Democratic Party.
Friday, January 24, 2020
Tuesday, January 21, 2020
Long Live Pelosi
Long Live Queen Pelosi
Chapter 1: The Gun
As Eddie walks, he couldn't keep his food down, even though he had barely eaten all week. He could see all the statues of Pelosi, the Queen, the mother of all. As a citizen of the state, a male person (excluding LGBT and others who do not identify as male), a straight white male, or straight man of any other color was not to look at the head of the Queen. It is forbidden! So Eddie would always wear sunglasses that the old folk wore. No one could really tell where you are looking. One day Eddie fell asleep on a park bench. He was awakened by a solid hit on the head with a leather sleeve filled with lead, the State Police or as some people would say in secret, the Queens Clobbers, they hit him because they thought he was staring at a statue of Queen Pelosi. It was all a mistake, Eddie was simply sleeping with his head cocked back. It took him six weeks to recover. That was a decade ago.
Eddie had no friends left. The ones he had were friends from a distance. They would communicate with hand signals, blinks from the eyes, but never vocal. The technology imported from North Korea was too advanced. The "Great Leap Ahead" treaty was signed by Queen Pelosi. It basically aligned North Korea with us, the United Nations. There were only two countries left and now they were one. Queen Pelosi controlled everything, the people of Korea were left as an autonomous people of technology. They produced everything electronic, controlled everything electric.
Eddie decided to take a detour. with all this technology, there were still people around who knew a way around, they were very few of them left after the purge. They took 90% of them to North Korea. The detour was a secret place, he risked his life going there. But he couldn't resist! It was an old passageway through an abandoned mall. Once through the mall, there was a small building that led to an underground bunker built by the Anti-Pelosi Freedom Fighters (APFF). It was damp and dark, but it was an easy trip to the other side. This world was called FREE. There were no white males, that is straight white males, nor other straight males, sexual orientation, self-identification was key to your survival there. There was no religion allowed. Christianity was but a long lost memory. Every bible, electronic or on paper no longer existed. There were only a handful of people left on earth that memorized the bible. They moved from city to city, they were loners, warriors from the Great War. They would stay underground and recite the bible for about three days and leave to another city. They were called the Lions of the Underground. (LU). FREE seemed as normal as it was before the Great War. But if you looked closely, it was anything but "normal". They really thought they could fix it. Everything was supposed to change for the better. The streets were going to be cleaned, everyone would have a job, no more diseases or cancer, no need for Police, everyone gets healthcare.
The only difference between FREE and where Eddie lived was they, Eddie and everyone who lived there were basically slaves to the people of FREE. They would bus Eddie and millions more every day in and out, from FREE to what the people of FREE called WFD (where Fascist Die). There were WFD camps everywhere, throughout North America and the entire world. Those people who did not fall into a category were taken to small camps and incinerated instantly by a new technology called phenonatic reaction, Hitler would have been thrilled at this. Basically, you can take about 50,000 people at a time by injecting them with a certain dose of a chemical. The chemical is delivered by tiny microscopic drones called flies. Once in the bloodstream, the brain develops a metallic shell, that becomes a conductor for a mass execution from a satellite thousands of miles away. From the last count, printed in the New York Times, there were 1 billion deaths to count. But no one really knows. There is nobody to count, water vapor cannot be counted.
Eddie craved chocolate cake. Yes, chocolate cake. He would sneak into San Fransisco. It was easy to get around. The homeless problem never was fixed, they built a wall between the Great People of the State and what they called the "Others". The others are people who fall into all the socially acceptable categories. They must live as LBGT, if you have a penis, you must be gay or identify as a woman. There is a new procedure called De-Mansculation Precision Operation, the government removes the part of your brain that controls how you identify yourself. This procedure is for those found to be "faking it" in order to live in FREEDOM. As you can see now there are only three places for humans, The Great People of the State, FREE and WFD. WFD is the worst place to live in. There is only electricity in certain cities. Food is scarce. Being worked to death or just simply zapped into non-existence is a common occurrence. Everyone is male, the females are section off in every WFD camps. They are there for mostly being religious or unable to have babies. The State wants babies and more babies. Babies are valuable for research and repopulation Eddie makes his way to a famous spot called Karl's Kakes. It's one of the stores still open in SF. Eddie has a fake electronic badge that allows him to walk around undetected. There are drones all shapes and sizes flying around looking, listening, recording everything. Eddie knows how to blend in, look like a bum. Well, we know he already looks like one, after all, he hasn't showered in 6 weeks. He pays for a shower, some new old clothes and goes to his favorite cake place. It's crowded and loud, they serve everything there, booze, drugs, prostitutes, guns, anything.
A big burly guy walks up to Eddie, hey honey looking for a good time? Eddie sees he is wearing a wig. The she-man grabs Eddie by the neck and lifts him up, he takes him to the back. The big guy lifts his mask up, it's me Grouto. Hey, G, how ya doing. I'm doing good. You know I got word you were looking for a gun. How did....Don't worry, not too many people know. You know where I work right? Yes, you have helped me millions of times. That's right slick, I have. You need to get back asap! I only have one more day and I have to submit the warrant for your execution, or they will give you a chance for therapy. Why the hell would you ask for a permit for a gun! I would have given you one! Don't you know! Know what? They are now taking anyone requesting a pistol to therapy or execution. Why? I know like eight people who got one. The guns only work against non-state people, like almost every gun in the world. Well, I needed one, I got tired of getting jumped! They caught a gun carrier in WFD. They found plans on him, he was trying to reform the Freedom Fighters. What Happened to him? They downloaded his brain, killed all the conspirators. They asked the Great Machine for a solution. What's the great machine? He and Eddie are now in a back alley behind the cake joint. The Great Machine (whispering) is something new, it's in North Korea. It's just some super-duper computer thing....You mean like the ones we used to have to go on the internet? Yes, they ask it questions and it spits out answers. Ask it questions? I don't know all the details man. You need to get your stuff straight man, this is real deal. Holyfield? LOL! haha. Im glad to see you. Its been a long time man. Can you believe all this? Just the other day, we were fishing bitching about the wives and kids. Those were the.... Look man, you have to get back, go through the therapy, just do what they say, I made it out, you can to. There will be repercussions though, Grouto lifts his mask all the way off, He is missing an eye and has a large scar on his head, his nose looks reconstructed. Just go man, there is no escape, the Freedom Fighters are all dead. Good Luck, stay alert stay alive!!! Oh, before I go, if you make it out alive, there may be hope. Grouto looks around and lowers his voice, even more, they are both lying down next to each other to make it look as if they are sleeping. He whispers Texas, Texas, the last hope. They have developed something, the Queen Pyscho can't seem to take South Texas. They have it surrounded but they keep losing people and technology is not penetrating their defenses, something new is going on, I hope we live to see it. I guess they still have the spirit of the Alamo or something. Okay, I gotta go.
Chapter 2
The Building of Rights
Thursday, January 16, 2020
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