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Tuesday, November 28, 2006

The Year is 2034

It is a grey and dreary day. Everyone is awoken at the crack of dawn. The people are led to their morning duties. Some work at the beach-a dispicible place where they will search for litter, injured animals, and odors that not even your mother could love. Others will work in the field to pick cotton, fruit, vegetables, weeds, tobacco, marijana and whatever else the government deems necessary for trade in this term of Congress. There are no factories, because there is no electricity.

They are all walking toward the despised nutrition center where each receives their daily government portion of seaweed salad, a small portion of soy milk, and three slices an orange. It must be summertime.

It is searing hot by highnoon, and there is no air-conditioning. All types of luxery items have been outlawed due to the dangers they are perceived to damage the ozone.

Everyone is then gathered and sent back to their 8′x 5′living quarters at the first glimmer of nightfall. There will be no dinner tonight, because rations have been instituted again. The doors are slammed shut and locked. There are no lights to turn on, so there is no opportunity to read any of the old documents smuggled in by Jed Clampett.

“Rosemary. ROSEMARY.”

Huh? What is that familiar sound?


“Ow, what is it,” comes the reply.

“Wake up. You’re having another nightmare.”

“What year is it?”

“It’s November 2008. The Conservatives just wiped every liberal out of office. Even the Republicans in name only got thrown under the bus.”

“What? Really? What time is it?”

“It’s 3pm. You were awake for almost a year. I didn’t have the heart to wake you.”

“All praise be to God! Amen.”

Originally written for America's Victory '08.