This story is a work of fiction inspired by the congressman who said he would NEVER vote for Obama-Care...until he took a ride on Air Force One....
His heart was pounding as he boarded Air Force One. He was escorted to a conference room.
As the door shut behind him, the president rose and walked toward him with his standard bright smile, hand extended.
"Dennis, Dennis, good to see you. Come sit down."
Dennis noticed the cold darkness in the man's eyes which deceived his smile. Dennis moved toward the seat indicated by the tall brown-skinned president. He waited for the president to sit and then he sat down.
"Nice day," Dennis said nervously.
"Yes. Yes, it is," Barack Obama replied as he lit a cigarette with a gold lighter. Dennis noticed that it bore the circular Obama logo.
"You'll have to buckle up for a moment while the plane takes off."
Obama and Dennis sat in silence as the huge plane taxied and took off. It seemed an eternity to Dennis. He watched Obama calmly smoking his cigarette. He really does enjoy those things, Dennis thought.
Finally they were airborne and the president crushed out the cigarette and picked up a remote control device. He spoke to Dennis, but didn't look at him. "I want you to watch a short video, Dennis."
"Sure."
Obama pointed the remote at the wide screen on the wall to Dennis's right and he turned his head to watch. What appeared was a professorial looking man standing next to a projection screen. There were numbers on that screen and the man pointed to each number, one by one, and explained what they meant. As he spoke Dennis realized that what it all meant was that the country was completely bankrupt. The man said that the United States had gone beyond any possible recovery point. There was no hope and all that could be done for the nation at this point was to keep borrowing for as long as anyone would lend. The video ended.
Dennis was silent.
Obama spoke. "We pulled that off of Youtube before it even had a chance of circulating. We aren't quite ready to have this information go public. 'Specially after all that Tea Party ruckus. The guy in the video passed away. Heart attack."
He continued, "So, Dennis, you can see that I have succeeded in ruining the capitalist system, but the people won't feel the effects for a few more months. There are a few more things to put in place before that will happen. One of those things is that we must pass this health care bill. There is a provision which will force everyone to be implanted with a microchip. RFID. We can track anyone with that. I love technology. Don't know how it all works, but this whole thing would be impossible without it."
"Speaking of technology, we are tracking dissidents on all those social networking sites. Most of the ones there who are the most radical are actually our guys. They get the dissidents to expose themselves." He laughed. "Damn fools. They are easily traced and we are building a database so that when the time is right we'll just round them all up. We will have our guys organize a big rally in D.C. and go in and round them up. We'll bus them to detention centers."
Dennis tried to jump to his feet but his seat belt was still buckled. "You'll never get away with this! When we land I am going to call a press conference and tell the people everything!"
Obama burst into maniacal laughter, but suddenly stopped laughing. He looked at Dennis and there was such evil in his eyes that Dennis visibly shuddered.
Obama said, "There is another little video you should see." He pressed the remote "play" button again.
There on the screen was a man who was standing on a hotel balcony and as he turned Dennis saw that the man was a radio talk show host, one of the most famous people in the world. Then the video cut to a man whose face was not seen. He was holding what looked like a bullet with a small crystal protruding from the end. The video man explained that when the "bullet" was fired only the crystal left the barrel of the special rifle. The crystal was actually cryo-chem. It was a frozen bit of poison which could enter anywhere on the body and induce a heart attack. The chemical was untraceable and not one person has yet even noticed the tiny puncture wound left by the cryo-chem. The victim barely feels it enter and as it slowly melts the poison is released.
The man placed a fresh bullet from an insulated canister into the rifle and aimed it at the talk show host, whose back was toward the camera again. There was the sound of a kind of hissing pop. The radio man reached for the back of his left shoulder and scratched the spot a couple of times as though he had been bitten by a mosquito, and then walked into the hotel room.
Obama stopped the video. "He'd be dead today if he didn't have so much resistance to drugs from years of drug abuse. He knows I almost had him and now he is really giving it to me on the radio. Let him! He can't stop us! No one can. It's a done deal."
Suddenly the door opened and George Soros walked into the room. "Hi, Barry... Dennis."
"Mr. Soros, hello," Dennis undid his seat belt and rose to his feet. "Sit, Dennis. We need to chat. Look, Dennis, you will vote for the health care bill."
"But it's a bad bill and probably illegal and unconsti..." Soros cut him off, "Look, Dennis, you will do as you are told. It's that simple."
Dennis objected, "But I will not be reelected if I vote for that bill."
Soros and Barry glanced at each other. Soros said, "Do you really think there will be an election in November? It'll all be over by then. You have a choice here. We need reliable people to run the new country and we would like to be able to count on you to run your district. Your alternative is to vote the wrong way and have, shall I say, some inconvenient health problems. Your family will end up just a bunch of numbers with no special privileges. We'll find someone else to run your district."
Dennis cleared his throat. "Why do you need the health care bill, if it is all such a done deal?"
"There needs to be law to assist us. Because most Americans are law abiding it will be easy to implant the RFID in everyone according to the new law. We will round up the protesters who go to Washington for the big anti-chip rally which we will organize. Then any other reported dissidents will gradually be weeded out when they go for their mandatory physical. They will be injected with a disease which we will use as an excuse to quarantine them. And it's off to the detention center."
Dennis asked, "What will happen to the people in the detention centers?"
"They will work farms to feed the rest of the population as we decide how many people will be allowed to live in each district. The non-detainees will be assigned work. Most in factories. But eventually we will have the population down to a reasonable size. There are just too damned many damned people on this damned earth," Soros said angrily.
THE END
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tzIw44w00ow
As the door shut behind him, the president rose and walked toward him with his standard bright smile, hand extended.
"Dennis, Dennis, good to see you. Come sit down."
Dennis noticed the cold darkness in the man's eyes which deceived his smile. Dennis moved toward the seat indicated by the tall brown-skinned president. He waited for the president to sit and then he sat down.
"Nice day," Dennis said nervously.
"Yes. Yes, it is," Barack Obama replied as he lit a cigarette with a gold lighter. Dennis noticed that it bore the circular Obama logo.
"You'll have to buckle up for a moment while the plane takes off."
Obama and Dennis sat in silence as the huge plane taxied and took off. It seemed an eternity to Dennis. He watched Obama calmly smoking his cigarette. He really does enjoy those things, Dennis thought.
Finally they were airborne and the president crushed out the cigarette and picked up a remote control device. He spoke to Dennis, but didn't look at him. "I want you to watch a short video, Dennis."
"Sure."
Obama pointed the remote at the wide screen on the wall to Dennis's right and he turned his head to watch. What appeared was a professorial looking man standing next to a projection screen. There were numbers on that screen and the man pointed to each number, one by one, and explained what they meant. As he spoke Dennis realized that what it all meant was that the country was completely bankrupt. The man said that the United States had gone beyond any possible recovery point. There was no hope and all that could be done for the nation at this point was to keep borrowing for as long as anyone would lend. The video ended.
Dennis was silent.
Obama spoke. "We pulled that off of Youtube before it even had a chance of circulating. We aren't quite ready to have this information go public. 'Specially after all that Tea Party ruckus. The guy in the video passed away. Heart attack."
He continued, "So, Dennis, you can see that I have succeeded in ruining the capitalist system, but the people won't feel the effects for a few more months. There are a few more things to put in place before that will happen. One of those things is that we must pass this health care bill. There is a provision which will force everyone to be implanted with a microchip. RFID. We can track anyone with that. I love technology. Don't know how it all works, but this whole thing would be impossible without it."
"Speaking of technology, we are tracking dissidents on all those social networking sites. Most of the ones there who are the most radical are actually our guys. They get the dissidents to expose themselves." He laughed. "Damn fools. They are easily traced and we are building a database so that when the time is right we'll just round them all up. We will have our guys organize a big rally in D.C. and go in and round them up. We'll bus them to detention centers."
Dennis tried to jump to his feet but his seat belt was still buckled. "You'll never get away with this! When we land I am going to call a press conference and tell the people everything!"
Obama burst into maniacal laughter, but suddenly stopped laughing. He looked at Dennis and there was such evil in his eyes that Dennis visibly shuddered.
Obama said, "There is another little video you should see." He pressed the remote "play" button again.
There on the screen was a man who was standing on a hotel balcony and as he turned Dennis saw that the man was a radio talk show host, one of the most famous people in the world. Then the video cut to a man whose face was not seen. He was holding what looked like a bullet with a small crystal protruding from the end. The video man explained that when the "bullet" was fired only the crystal left the barrel of the special rifle. The crystal was actually cryo-chem. It was a frozen bit of poison which could enter anywhere on the body and induce a heart attack. The chemical was untraceable and not one person has yet even noticed the tiny puncture wound left by the cryo-chem. The victim barely feels it enter and as it slowly melts the poison is released.
The man placed a fresh bullet from an insulated canister into the rifle and aimed it at the talk show host, whose back was toward the camera again. There was the sound of a kind of hissing pop. The radio man reached for the back of his left shoulder and scratched the spot a couple of times as though he had been bitten by a mosquito, and then walked into the hotel room.
Obama stopped the video. "He'd be dead today if he didn't have so much resistance to drugs from years of drug abuse. He knows I almost had him and now he is really giving it to me on the radio. Let him! He can't stop us! No one can. It's a done deal."
Suddenly the door opened and George Soros walked into the room. "Hi, Barry... Dennis."
"Mr. Soros, hello," Dennis undid his seat belt and rose to his feet. "Sit, Dennis. We need to chat. Look, Dennis, you will vote for the health care bill."
"But it's a bad bill and probably illegal and unconsti..." Soros cut him off, "Look, Dennis, you will do as you are told. It's that simple."
Dennis objected, "But I will not be reelected if I vote for that bill."
Soros and Barry glanced at each other. Soros said, "Do you really think there will be an election in November? It'll all be over by then. You have a choice here. We need reliable people to run the new country and we would like to be able to count on you to run your district. Your alternative is to vote the wrong way and have, shall I say, some inconvenient health problems. Your family will end up just a bunch of numbers with no special privileges. We'll find someone else to run your district."
Dennis cleared his throat. "Why do you need the health care bill, if it is all such a done deal?"
"There needs to be law to assist us. Because most Americans are law abiding it will be easy to implant the RFID in everyone according to the new law. We will round up the protesters who go to Washington for the big anti-chip rally which we will organize. Then any other reported dissidents will gradually be weeded out when they go for their mandatory physical. They will be injected with a disease which we will use as an excuse to quarantine them. And it's off to the detention center."
Dennis asked, "What will happen to the people in the detention centers?"
"They will work farms to feed the rest of the population as we decide how many people will be allowed to live in each district. The non-detainees will be assigned work. Most in factories. But eventually we will have the population down to a reasonable size. There are just too damned many damned people on this damned earth," Soros said angrily.
THE END
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tzIw44w00ow
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