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DeathCon



        offer is the unique ability to identify qualified candidates for training
        as suicide bombers. I can separate the men from the old boys, the
        tough  broads  from  the  sob  sisters  and  the  clear-eyed  nationalists
        from the flag-waving wannabes and chicken-hearts. No one else can
        offer this service. Would you like to take some brochures?”
          “No, thank you, Val. I’m here as a reporter, the host of ‘Wonders
        Never Cease.’ Can’t show any favoritism, you know. But I’d like to
        thank you for appearing on the show today.”
           “You’re welcome. And a million thanks to you!”
          “Well, folks, I’m afraid we’re running out of time. Too bad: I see
        lots  of  interesting  exhibits  in  this  aisle:  The  Anti-Blowback
        Generator.  Sleeper  Cell  Injections.  Dragon’s  Teeth  Fluoridation,
        Heat Shock and Luciferase Induction Tracking. And I’m sure curious
        about  that  Buck  Rogers,  invaders-from-Mars  hardware  we  had  to
        pass up. But maybe we’ll be back next year, Thyssen.”
          “Always  welcome,  Buell!  We’ll  have  another  exciting  lineup  of
        bright  ideas  for  tomorrow’s  military  here  at  the  Know-how,
        Research, Innovation, and Enterprise Gathering. Our participants are
        determined not to fight the next war with the last war’s armaments.
        How does it go? ‘We’re doomed if we don’t learn to repeat history?’
        Something like that. Here let me walk you out, and say farewell.”
          “Thanks.  Our  guide  today  has  been  Thyssen  Krupp,  the  brains
        behind  this  great  convention  of  future-thinking  individuals  and
        organizations. Now, there’s that sound again! Is there some sort of
        musical program we missed?”
          “Eh? I’m sorry, Buell. My hearing isn’t so good. Too many years
        on the firing range. What is it?”
          “Yes, there they are! Behind that police cordon, ringing bells and
        chanting. I can make it out now: ‘Down with DeathCon! Down with
        DeathCon!’ That doesn’t seem like part of your show, Thyssen.”
          “Oh,  that?  It’s  just  those  kooks  with  Grimpeace.  A  bunch  of
        spoiled kids and malcontents who don’t appreciate the real work it
        takes  to  provide  them  freedom  and  prosperity.  A  bunch  of
        reactionaries, I’d say. Don’t give them another thought, Buell.”
          “I won’t! That’s all for now, folks. See you next time!”

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