You’ll waste your money for sure, but even now it’s a waste of your “dreams.”
You worked hard for four years in high-school only to get to senior year and have your dream of becoming Valedictorian snuffed out ‘cuz your (lazier, less talented, just-plain-stupider) classmates’ “feeWings” will be hurt.
You crushed it – you think – on the SAT, even that #%*! essay, but…your school is in a relatively safe part of town (perhaps at home!) and while only one of your parents “works” you’re not considered oppressed nor are you on any Dot-gov assistance, so you won’t “qualify” to get FREE POINTS! for simply showing-up at the test center that day.
Okay. So your SAT score was super without the patronizing point-pat on the head from the guilty administrators at The Monopoly-on-College Board, Inc, (wanna bet they are huWhite? Umm, maybe not.) but…now you find out certain sorts of students are more equal than others in the United States of ‘Murica. If you want to go to a fancy-shmancy school like those Monopoly folks certainly did, it’s going to be as much about the “optics” as it is about the brains.
How do you fit into the cast-of-characters those image-conscious schools want to put on display? If they don’t need any more of your “type,” sorry; Buh-Bye; oh, and Harvard thanks you for the $75 Application Fee!
Of course college senior Hester Primm was aware that she had a “Permanent Record.” She had been told, as had countless other school kids all their lives, to keep it clean…or suffer some vague future Consequences. Well, who’d’ve thunk that that very same P-R-scam would be pulled on her as a graduating senior in the home stretch? Not Hester, that’s for sure and all for trying to NOT do what she thought was the wrong thing. Go figure…
Trying to work-within-the-system, might-makes-right, and good-guys rush in all collide in this sober-yet-satirical look at campus politics in the 21st century.
On a side note, campus life will probably only get worse.
This one’s not humorous for sure, but still, I hope it’s as enjoyable. Let me know!
Also, none of the characters in QC are recognizable from – or clearly connected to – any of the characters in my other recent stories. Perhaps that will change in the future. 🙂
In the not-too-distant-Future…a snarky power-mad gender-bending Senator (with Presidential aspirations, of course) is having trouble getting respect even in the D.C. Swamp. “They” unexpectedly meet a second soulmate, in the form of a race-bending bodyguard of all people, on a history making supersonic flight back home to Texas.
Short stories as “backstory”
I’m sure I’m not the first writer to figure this out, but it’s becoming clear that the short stories I’ve written since deciding to finally work on my “response” to The Handmaid’s Tale are functioning as backstory of sorts. (Two years ago I gave mine the clunky title, “The Sisterhood of the Traveling Sabayas.”*)
Have a favorite in No Respect? Stay tuned
My plan at the moment is to make the crew and passengers on the supersonic-flight in “No Respect” the main cast in my book. The short stories I’ll do over the next few weeks will, therefore, pick up on one or a pair of these folks, to fill in some Life details and show the perspective they are bringing** to a (totalitarian) Future under Islamic rule, which I see as much more realistic than any future ruled by a fundamental-Christian theocracy that Margaret Atwood’s fifty-shades-of-red-feminist fantasy novel drones on about (or pines for?).
“Dev” from Killer Fries is in this story…
…along with one other from “Killer,” because I realized I could effectively use them in the new novel I’m planning. To accomplish this I amended KF by adding a scene-setting paragraph at the beginning and a new one at the end.
Killer Fries…In which a recurring nightmare leaves a tough man’s man wondering, once again, which really would be scarier: settling down and having a bunch of headstrong kids, or routinely dealing with political monsters that never seem to get their comeuppance soon enough
Thanks for reading my stories!
*Sabaya is the term used by ISIS, at least, for “sex slave”
**insight into Islam and an Islamic theocracy, or total naivte
Tell me again why Fed-gov calls September 11th “Patriot Day?”
The 19th of April (1775) should rightfully carry that badge of courage, but Fed-gov despises individuals standing up to Tyrants like those New England colonists did way back then. That date in April has a much more important Propaganda Mission now. It’s much more useful as a red-hot illustration of the might and mayhem that the FBI/ATF/etc. can rain down on little ol’ Joe-Sixpack or David-Koresh.
“Pearl Harbor Day” (the 7th of December) should be “Patriot Day,” too
I’m betting “World Trade Center Day” was scrapped to take the attention off the (civilian) object of actual attack and the countless (civilian) victims. Have you considered the weirdness of so many things that day? Let merely the demolition-precise “collapse” of so-called Building 7 (untouched by planes or much debris) swirl in your head.
The powers-that-be can’t have Joe’s surviving sister, Suzy-Sixpack, give even a passing thought on that matter, or, or…well, she might look further.
Don’t lose your Faith
Too much thinking might cause Suzy to doubt. After doubt could come loss of Faith…and faith in her supreme leaders and their big budget Military Industrial Complex, is crucial. In a nation this large and mobile and, dare I say it, diverse, Faith in them and what they say is the most important cog in their Control-machine. They must protect her and her kind from too much Thinking.
So don’t ever wonder
What ever you do on the 11th of September, or on the 10th, 9th, or on any of the preceding or following 364 days of the year…
don’t wonder, don’t ponder, don’t ruminate on how the mighty U.S. Military Industrial Complex was completely impotent and unable to stop or at lease divert sub-sonic commercial aircraft, yet can keep you safe from any pesky “incoming!” supersonic boom-booms from the NORKS, CHICOMMS, RUSSKIES, IRAN-iacs (or other MUSLOIDS).
Finally…I can say some more 🙂 and that’s, “They’re here!”
16 august 2018
Finally got an actual sample on Tuesday the 14th that I could say “Go Ahead” to! (See above.) I’m guesstimating I’ll have the actual patches within 10 days from now. The price will revert back to $7.00 (shipped) each once that happens.
I have been itching to share this design since I first sketched it out, but now that it’s “In Production,” I finally can!
It sure would make a great license plate, as illustrated above (courtesy of Photoshop®) but how perfect will this simple 3” x 2” embroidered Velco-backed patch look on your Politically-Correct campus this Fall?
Or, if college life is wa-a-ay back in the rearview mirror, how ’bout just seeing it in the neighborhood, say on your (burly, martial-arts trained) older-kids’ backpacks for that always memorable First-Day-of-School? And talk about “Sparking a conversation” at the next family reunion or City Council meeting…
I think you can begin to picture the funtimes ahead.
Regardless of the venue, I’m certain you’ll find plenty of folks who’ll agree with the sentiment:
Can’t we just hang the lot of ‘em?
How to Order
All prices include USA shipping! (OnceI have the patches in hand and they’re ready-to-ship shipping, so for new orders the price is will go back to$7.00 each, shipped.) See the specially-priced “USA – EKG” HERE that’s noted in the order form below.
About time to declare, “Mission Accomplished,” eh, girls?
See, I’m not just about making firearms’ related designs…
(I created this design and then made-a-t-shirt for an internet friend four-and-a-half years ago, after he used the phrase on a YouTube ‘cast and it popped into my mind. Was inspired to bring it out of mothballs, today, when Terrence Popp nearly used the very same phrasing in THIS video.)
I’ve set a grand re-opening of my “artisan stenciled” t-shirt business for International Workers’ Day, Tuesday, May 1st. (NOTE: I’m the only artisan involved! I design them, cut them, print them, and then clean it all up.)
As a pro-gun, liberty lover, I feel like I’m in the last remaining group that actually needs to raise that ubiquitous workers-of-the-world clenched fist and resist, if not fight “the Man.”
I’ll start with just a few of what I consider my classic designs and add to them as the months pass. Orders will be made an old-fashioned way, via a form on the T-Shirt page, or an e-mail directly to me. I’ll take PayPal or money orders via the USPS.