"You did what?" Masani says to Francine, turning aside from watching the results of the New Hampshire presidential primary on television, "Don't you remember in the 2010 Senate campaign when that idiot actually said in the debate that he wanted to sell off the national parks to oil and gas developers because, I quote, 'Those trees don't pay taxes. Those trees don't vote. I think the people of this country and this state are sick and tired of those trees being freeloaders on the public dollar. And as for the animals that live in those forests, it's time to get them off welfare as well. They can go out and get jobs appearing in Disney movies like Bambi did.' That man's an idiot, a racist, and a fascist. And, what kind of person actually doesn't like trees?"
"I know, I know," Francine says, finishing her glass of wine, "I don't know how long I can stand volunteering for Poorpeople myself, but it's a good way to go undercover into the belly of the beast. He's such a corporate tool that you can practically see the marionette strings coming out of his back."
"Or the bulge where the remote control is that tells him what to say, like you could see on Bush in that one debate years ago," Masani says, "And I know, child, like Bush, that Poorpeople did not win that election. It was fixed. They ran up the totals in those Republican counties, and made it hard for the Democrats to vote across the board, and then they fiddled with the overall vote count electronically, and those media whores wanted to just move on and not look at anything the minute Poorpeople declared victory."
"Well, the Democrat was in on it too. That's why she folded so easily and didn't contest it. It's all fixed. They just take turns at bat. Poorpeople had to win so they could run him for the presidency this year," Francine says.
"Hold on girl, you've gone too far. It's not fixed. You can tell those people hate each other."
"It's a play. It's all a big charade. They all work together. The real people that run things aren't going to take chances so they bet on both sides. All the candidates are bought and paid for, and taking their marching orders long before they get to the presidential primaries."
"Sweetie, you've had too much to drink because you are talking pure 100% bull patties now."
"It's true. I'll show you. That's why I'm going undercover by volunteering for Poorpeople's campaign."
"Girl, I'm going undercover too. I'm going to bed. You have fun staying up overthrowing the new world order."
"Ha! There's nothing new about it. It's the same old world order: Rich and powerful people trying to make sure they and their descendants remain rich and powerful. And they're doing such a good job of it, most people don't even know they're running the world."
"Yeah, well, if that's true, the only thing they're doing well as far as I can see is running the world into the ground."
The announcer on the television gets even more excited than his usual alarmist tone, and says, "The latest totals are in, and based on them we're calling New Hampshire for Poorpeople."
"Girl, if that idiot wins the election in the fall, I'm moving to Canada."
"He won last year, Dear, when the controllers picked him to be president. We're just hearing the news now."
Blog Love Omega Glee is a novel by Wred Fright about two bloggers who fall in love while the world falls apart, which is being serialized on his blog. To start reading from the beginning or read another installment, please visit Blog Love Omega Glee Central on WredFright.Com. If you like what you've read, or you've read all of Blog Love Omega Glee and want more Fright, then please read his first novel, which is available in print and as an ebook.
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