Musings, Volume 1

“I’m the leader of the free fucking world, and I feel utterly powerless.  Powerless, John.”

The President of the United States slumped forward on her desk, cradling her head in her hands.

General Halsey cleared his throat.  “NATO might get their act together, Madam President.  If they can help us retake New York City, then—”

The President shot him a haggard look.  Dark bags hung from her red-rimmed eyes.  “The last time we tried, JSOC lost over half its operators, and the Marines lost an entire division.  The 101st and the 82nd airborne are combat ineffective—down to a tenth of their original troop strength.  And for what, John, for what?  A block in Manhattan where we’re barely hanging on, where we’re under attack 24/7?  You really think that NATO can help us?  They can barely distribute food, for Christ’s sake.”

The general looked uneasy.  “They’ve helped us before…Granted, they’re a little slow, but—”

The President snorted.  “Yeah—AFTER we’ve cut them some under-the-table weapons deals.  There’s no more weapons, John—we’re using them all on the INSECTOID INVADERS!”  She slammed the desk with both fists, staring furiously ahead at nothing in particular.

The general remained respectfully silent.

She covered her eyes with a thumb and forefinger.  “I’m sorry—that was rude of me.  It’s been a long day.  I haven’t slept in…” she took a deep breath, sighed it out.  “It’s been a long day.”

“I understand.”  Halsey nodded sympathetically.  “There’s still one option we haven’t explored.  A classified weapon that’s still in development.”

“Use it,” she said, her eyes still covered.  “We’re one step away from a societal reset.  If your weapon doesn’t work, we’re going back to the Stone Age.  We’ll be living in caves again, hunting shit with rocks and sticks.”

“I’ve got the weapon right here.”  Halsey reached in his trouser pocket, withdrew an eReader, and opened it to Musings, Volume 1, activating its reality distortion powers.  Magic flash.

BAZABBER SNABBER Ba-BOOM!!!!!

 

I’m Kent Wayne, bitches!  😀

Oh shit—what the fuck am I doing in the oval office, with some gray-balled general and an angry looking lady president behind the desk?  Why am I here?  Why aren’t I naked?  What the fuck…

“Kent Wayne, your country needs you.”  General McOldBalls fixes me with a grave, unflinching stare.  “Insectoids have invaded the United States.  We’ve lost the entire West Coast.  Now they’re attacking the tri-state area.  New York is barely hanging on—all we’ve got is a single block in lower Manhattan.”

“Uh, so what do you want me to do?”  I look back and forth between the President and Old Balls.

“Your horrible taste in music—along with your atrocious singing voice—should be able to short-circuit their hive-mind brains.”  The general shoots an uncertain glance at the President, then looks at me again.  “According to our techs, anyway.”

“Do it John.  Just do it.”  The President sounds resigned and beaten.

“Right.”  He nods briskly and hands me a microphone.  “This is connected to a worldwide speaker system, through a recently deployed nano-bot network.  We were planning to use it for clandestine data ops and propaganda saturation, but right now, we need it to project your shitty fucking voice.”

“It’s not that bad,” I say stiffly.

“Let’s not kid ourselves.”  He cycles his hand in a hurry-up, hurry-up gesture.  “Come on—people are dying.”

Fucking prick…oh well, whatever.  This is for apple pie and baseball and alla that good stuff.  (Mental note—cum in his coffee after all this is over.)

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.  Then I bring the microphone close, and—

“YOU SHOULD’VE BEEN GONE!  KNOWING HOW I, MADE YOU FEE-EEL…”

“Oh God,” the President gasps.  “It’s so bad!”

“AND I SHOULD’VE BEEN GONE!  AFTER ALL YOUR, WORDS OF STEE-EEL..”

“My anus,” Halsey moans.  “My anus is bleeding!”

“OH I MUST’VE BEEN A DREAMER (MUST’VE BEEN A DREAMER, OH)

AND I MUST’VE BEEN SOMEONE ELSE (SOMEONE ELSE)

AND WE SHOULD’VE BEEN OVER (OVER BY NOW)

OH SHERRIE, OUR LOVE—

HO-OLDS ON, HO-OLDS ON!

OH SHERRIE, OUR LOVE—”

“That’s enough!” the President screeches.  “They’re all dead—THEY’RE ALL DEAD!”

“Whew, okay.  Cool!”  I stop singing and give her an uncertain grin.  “How’d I do?”

The President’s lip is red with blood; it’s poured from her nose and made its way down to her chin.  Her ears are welling with pinkish-crimson ooze.

“Fine,” she murmurs.  “Get the fuck out of here.  I’m gonna call the medics.”

As I walk out, I see General Halsey convulsing on the ground, foam spilling from the edges of his lips.  His hands and feet are jerking in random, spasmic tics.

Doesn’t change a thing—he’s still a prick.

Still gonna cum in his goddamn coffee.

😉

 

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4 thoughts on “Musings, Volume 1

  1. Leader of the free world, eh?

    That stopped happening two years back. America has a long way to go to gain that sort of recognition again.

    America has more of its citizens behind bars than Stalin’s Russia. Freedom isn’t about words. It’s about truth.

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    • Social Entropy is very high in the USA and may be approximated using a Boltzmann type equation (https://wordpress.com/post/maharajagar.com/241). The Synthetic Theory of the Universe, Humankind and Religion indicates that the USA as a nation system drifts towards its senility phase and this might find its ultimate expression in the amount of entropy this nation system accumulates.

      Political, economical, cultural and social rules are breached on a massive scale.  Consumer confidence is low, joblessness rates are high and police officers are waging an uphill battle against the street gangs and terrorists. The gangs are terrorizing whole neighborhoods with their territorial fights for drugs distribution; the mood on the street is sour.

      The US citizens lost their confidence into the political elite of their country who is pursuing its own personal goals rather than the interest of the population they pretend to represent. The sale of guns is sky rocking and so do public shootings. Its citizens are increasingly caving in for an implosion of the system and congress is dead locked by bipartisan issues.

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