“ All around them corporate employees were running for their lives. Secretaries, personal assistants, management training coordinators, investment counseling administrators, marketing research facilitators, executive salary watchdogs, stock portfolio analysts, and counseling-advisory technicians. They were either trampling one another like fire-wrought cattle in a pen, or stealing everything that wasn’t nailed down.”
***
“NEW YORK CITY was vast, blazing, and Biblical with conflagrations. Gigantic birds swooped down from the sky, fat rats scampered out of sewers, and everywhere fleeing humans were pursued by gangs of wild beasts. We don’t want you, the animals cried as they pulled down another lawyer, or another middle-management executive, or another over-financed political lobbyist. We don’t want you, or you, or you. Carnage was everywhere, with plenty of fleeing humans to go around. Chomp, mutilate, savage, tear. At this rate, it would be years before the animals got around to turning on one another.”
And… “The President didn’t know what he liked most, the information or the attention. …. —They were awaiting his next move at switchboard desks all over the world.—
It’s time to do something, Mr. President, everybody was telling him. It’s time for you to take the first step. —
“Well, it’s decided,” the President snapped. He wasn’t going down in any history books as some Nervous Nellie. He was the goddamn President of the United States, for Christ’s sake.”
Stay tuned for the President’s next step… anything goes…
“ The Day of Atonement is not supposed to be easy,” Mr. Big said. He was gazing up into the bright blue sky. “Tomorrow we will rise from the ashes and build a New World Order. We will receive our dispensation from the flames. And we will build again, my fellow beasties. We will build again.”
A few months later in the year of King Trump.
“ All around them corporate employees were running for their lives. Secretaries, personal assistants, management training coordinators, investment counseling administrators, marketing research facilitators, executive salary watchdogs, stock portfolio analysts, and counseling-advisory technicians. They were either trampling one another like fire-wrought cattle in a pen, or stealing everything that wasn’t nailed down.”
***
“NEW YORK CITY was vast, blazing, and Biblical with conflagrations. Gigantic birds swooped down from the sky, fat rats scampered out of sewers, and everywhere fleeing humans were pursued by gangs of wild beasts. We don’t want you, the animals cried as they pulled down another lawyer, or another middle-management executive, or another over-financed political lobbyist. We don’t want you, or you, or you. Carnage was everywhere, with plenty of fleeing humans to go around. Chomp, mutilate, savage, tear. At this rate, it would be years before the animals got around to turning on one another.”
Yeah they can only aspire to live on the animal planet. Currently, they are on the bacteria pustule, treading water. s
King Trump & Prince Vance in beast mode today…
And… “The President didn’t know what he liked most, the information or the attention. …. —They were awaiting his next move at switchboard desks all over the world.—
It’s time to do something, Mr. President, everybody was telling him. It’s time for you to take the first step. —
“Well, it’s decided,” the President snapped. He wasn’t going down in any history books as some Nervous Nellie. He was the goddamn President of the United States, for Christ’s sake.”
Stay tuned for the President’s next step… anything goes…
“ The Day of Atonement is not supposed to be easy,” Mr. Big said. He was gazing up into the bright blue sky. “Tomorrow we will rise from the ashes and build a New World Order. We will receive our dispensation from the flames. And we will build again, my fellow beasties. We will build again.”
This sounds like Elon inspiring his Doge’s…
I know, and this was back when Elon was just a gleam in Donald Trump's eye...