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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Horror
- Subject: Character Based
- Published: 01/12/2019
As he boarded Air Force One, he stopped at the door and waved. If any one would really notice it was only his limited lovers of his pathic presidency that were there. Even to many of them, though they would never say it aloud, they were disappointed. He had not been the bright and morning star they imagined, but a childish greedy Russian puppet.
He was so indulgent only in his own profiteering that he had often abandoned the promise's given as he ran for office. The church loved his judge appointments as they dreamed of the day they could boast to no more legal abortions. Yet he had done little to eliminate their greatest fear, even more then abortion. He failed to out law homosexual relationships.
At the point they thought he was about eradicate those impure immigrants so they could focus on the illumination of blacks, the Democratic's took a sweeping victory. They won back the house and as promised started looking into every corner of who he is.
The investigation had proven some very unpleasant things his party had denied even though almost all knew to be true. A skilled con man and a liar they wanted to believe.
So this trip may well be his last as the House started the impeachment hearings. Already he knew the out come. As his party members to save themselves was abandoning him. He had opinions, he could give himself and his guilty family pardons. Trouble was New York wanted him on tax crimes and money laundering and his family.
Already his sister, a Judge, was facing what might end with her in jail. The pardon could not protect him from state crimes, and the governor of NY hated him and would grant no state pardons.
This trip to Europe was more a show of confidence, that in fact did not exist. The door closed and the plane took off as he sit in his seat and ate a Big Mac.
A hour later every station by television and radio was broken into by a sad sounding reporter. We are sorry to inform you we have lost all contact with Air Force One. The plane and its military escort have all disappeared. We are told their is a massive search taking place now. More on this breaking story as we have it.
For the first time in years many people felt a burden lifted off their chest. Maybe for the first time in history Americans weeped in joy at the possible loss of their president. Yes a third or less of the people might of shed a tear he was gone, but likely not many, he was a disgrace and saw by themselves as a traitor.
Truth is not what we always think it to be. The planes was not in the ocean but on a course to Russia. The president would be hid away and his family in a remote town.
What a surprise he had coming, he would not be in a beautiful Mason as he thought, Putin laughed and told his close members how much joy he was getting out of this.
They would live in a commoners house and if they wanted to eat the kids would learn to milk a cow or butcher a goat. No one would call him anything but Donald and none in the place spoke English. He was not a man of honor to be respected but a mangy dog that had failed them. They lost billions of dollars due to him. The only reason to take him was so Putin could treat him as he had treated others.
If the president did not believe in hell, made no difference, because hell was where he was bound. No fine suits but ragged clothes, and no maid to wash a dish and never again a Big Mac. He would be little better then a prisoner and he could never return to what was once his homeland. Their names changed, and the Siberia winters was cold.
His daughter would be given a choice work in the Tavern as drink whore or a street whore along side his wife. The men would work in the fields or die and he could care less. The solders and pilots would all be killed. Mr President enjoy your out house and know what hell on earth is. Each night as you lay down stinking of sweat remember, you reap what you sow.
You Reap what You Sow(Rich Puckett)
As he boarded Air Force One, he stopped at the door and waved. If any one would really notice it was only his limited lovers of his pathic presidency that were there. Even to many of them, though they would never say it aloud, they were disappointed. He had not been the bright and morning star they imagined, but a childish greedy Russian puppet.
He was so indulgent only in his own profiteering that he had often abandoned the promise's given as he ran for office. The church loved his judge appointments as they dreamed of the day they could boast to no more legal abortions. Yet he had done little to eliminate their greatest fear, even more then abortion. He failed to out law homosexual relationships.
At the point they thought he was about eradicate those impure immigrants so they could focus on the illumination of blacks, the Democratic's took a sweeping victory. They won back the house and as promised started looking into every corner of who he is.
The investigation had proven some very unpleasant things his party had denied even though almost all knew to be true. A skilled con man and a liar they wanted to believe.
So this trip may well be his last as the House started the impeachment hearings. Already he knew the out come. As his party members to save themselves was abandoning him. He had opinions, he could give himself and his guilty family pardons. Trouble was New York wanted him on tax crimes and money laundering and his family.
Already his sister, a Judge, was facing what might end with her in jail. The pardon could not protect him from state crimes, and the governor of NY hated him and would grant no state pardons.
This trip to Europe was more a show of confidence, that in fact did not exist. The door closed and the plane took off as he sit in his seat and ate a Big Mac.
A hour later every station by television and radio was broken into by a sad sounding reporter. We are sorry to inform you we have lost all contact with Air Force One. The plane and its military escort have all disappeared. We are told their is a massive search taking place now. More on this breaking story as we have it.
For the first time in years many people felt a burden lifted off their chest. Maybe for the first time in history Americans weeped in joy at the possible loss of their president. Yes a third or less of the people might of shed a tear he was gone, but likely not many, he was a disgrace and saw by themselves as a traitor.
Truth is not what we always think it to be. The planes was not in the ocean but on a course to Russia. The president would be hid away and his family in a remote town.
What a surprise he had coming, he would not be in a beautiful Mason as he thought, Putin laughed and told his close members how much joy he was getting out of this.
They would live in a commoners house and if they wanted to eat the kids would learn to milk a cow or butcher a goat. No one would call him anything but Donald and none in the place spoke English. He was not a man of honor to be respected but a mangy dog that had failed them. They lost billions of dollars due to him. The only reason to take him was so Putin could treat him as he had treated others.
If the president did not believe in hell, made no difference, because hell was where he was bound. No fine suits but ragged clothes, and no maid to wash a dish and never again a Big Mac. He would be little better then a prisoner and he could never return to what was once his homeland. Their names changed, and the Siberia winters was cold.
His daughter would be given a choice work in the Tavern as drink whore or a street whore along side his wife. The men would work in the fields or die and he could care less. The solders and pilots would all be killed. Mr President enjoy your out house and know what hell on earth is. Each night as you lay down stinking of sweat remember, you reap what you sow.
Rich Puckett
01/13/2019My friend, I write what I see and feel. I love my country and I see things happening in it that if I remain silent then I am complicit. No my pointing to what is or could be won't change anyone, I get that. Great men before me tried to warn their nations, most were killed.
I think of my favorite writer of all time, mr. Charles dickens Which told his tale, scorned by the government and many people. Yet he spoke out in the best way he could a story.
I think of Harriet Beecher Stowe Which write uncles Toms Cabin. They were just voices with pen in hand, possibly a story that changed the world and yet criticized even yet today by the very people she spoke to save.
My stores are fiction, a twilight zone all to real, and yes some will spit on them and me. Yet I have only one thing left in my old age to give for the country I love, my voice.
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Kevin Hughes
01/13/2019Rich,
I left a note on your other story. Don't let this guy get under your skin. Bully's love that.
Smiles, Kevin
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