I submit my report to the Electoral College, as follows…
Category: Fiction
Short stories by Wayne K. Spear.
– “Look at her,” shouts the Orange Menace. “Look at the loser! So SAD!”
They look. They attack. Now that the party has been given a common theme, a shared purpose, they co-ordinate, like a master switch turning everything on simultaneously. They focus their hate on the young lady and set to the work of tearing her down.
After the news, Mr. Crusher appears on the television with an update on the Emergency. “My fellow Americans, I am doing this for you. I am suspending some of your rights, for you, because there is an Emergency. God bless you.”
How does it end? they ask, because I have seen the future. I alone have seen it, not in a dream or a vision but in math.
My brand wins. It is power. Power above all rivals, above all else, at any cost, by any means.
The orange menace knots his power tie. When finished he looks down to inspect the…
I have worked out the most efficient way to ensure that there is change, by alternating my vote, in turn voting for the progressive candidate, who moves things forward, and then in turn for the conservative candidate, who moves things back. In other words I alternate back and forth, casting a vote for progress followed by a vote for conservation, every four years an alternating.
