Close to a year of this. It still feels unreal .
Unreal is right, but when was the last time anything felt real? But in a really good way.
Hmm. How about September second, nineteen forty-five? Not that we were around for it. But I have family members that were. Certainly not many are left that helped make that day so memorable.
September second, nineteen forty-five? You mean the atomic bombs that ended the war?
Close. Fat Man and Little Boy. But those two were dropped on August six and nine, nineteen forty-five. September second of that year the Japanese finally surrendered. The allied troops defeated the axis fascists. Man, it must have been a huge celebration, and wild to be alive and a part of it. The newsreels show it, but to be there had to be a natural high. Accompanied by a lot of 90 proof toasts. Now we have November fifth, twenty twenty-four. That was sweet, but its buzz has kinda worn off. It’s not like he or his troops ever actually surrendered. Took him by force.
I know. Agreed. We dodged a bullet, but everyday there’s still more bullets to dodge. Literally, at times. Fuck em all. He’s still in crook’s castle. The stinking head of the stinky fish’s body still flopping around out there, gasping for air and sniping and posting their bullshit, swearing they’ll get him out of that funky hideaway. Fuck em. Not gonna happen.
You know that and I know that, but they don’t know that. Too fucking stupid to see it’s a lost cause. He lost. They lost. But their crazy crap still gets support from their leftover office-holders that keep claiming he got robbed. I’m so tired of this shit. Almost a year now.The clown in crook’s castle. They have no idea where his new home is. They can’t even be sure he’s still alive. He lost. They lost. But tell that to them, eh? Hell we don’t even know where that castle is.
Is the top brass ever going tell us–with our top security clearances–where the hell he is? Not that it matters as long as he’s still locked down, locked in, locked out and unable to say anything that will ever be heard beyond the castle’s four walls and hopefully very low ceiling. But I’d really like to know. I’d really enjoy at least a closed-circuit camera to watch him rot away, psycho-babbling his usual bullshit.. Assuming he is still alive. Would they even tell us if he croaked? Damn. Almost a year. To croak in crook’s castle! What a bit of juicy schadenfreude that would be.
Yeah. But for now we just process what they send us to help identify the leftovers out there trying to find him, and still carry out their fascist Project Perfection. Cannot imagine how fucked up this country would be if he wasn’t stopped. That’s why we do what we do. Keep that from ever happening. Put all of em in their own crook’s castle.
I heard that. We won but knowing his looney cult members are still out there, and sniping away, trying to disrupt and keep a lot of people on edge. It’s like a cancer that hasn’t been totally excised. Probably never will be. We beat them in that bloody world war, but not in any final, total victory. I mean, look at the shit we are doing right now. Crook’s castle. He’s not going anywhere, but there are still brush fires always to be put out. They’ll get worn down, eventually. Right? Gotta trust who’s running things now. After the last ten years, I’m still not sure we have the right people in charge. Remember how they barely won when they should have crushed him and his lackey, dopey followers?. And they lost to this buffon once before! But as long as he stays in crooks castle. As long as the leftovers are found and made to realize they’re never going to win.
I feel the same way, bro. What we do here in our own secret bunker is keeping history from repeating itself. Isn’t that what we’re doing? All of us who helped stop Project Perfection. But yeah, it was close. So, gotta make sure that castle is inpenetrable. Gotta put a boot on the leftover’s necks. Gotta get rid of the malcontents. Then we can all relax. Leave all this bullshit behind.
Yeah. Like when we kicked the fascist’s asses eighty years ago. Dams straight. Eh? We’ll make sure they can’t come back again. How could they? They’re evil. We’re good. Simple. We have more fire power than them. We have more money than them. We have nuclear weapons. We can’t possibly mess this up. Can we?
The man in crook’s castle. We stopped him. Can you imagine what things would be like if we lost?
I’d prefer not to think about that. Let’s submit our surveillance report. We know who they are and where they are. Just a matter of time.
Yeah. But I still wish I knew where that castle is. Just to make sure he’s actually there. Seeing, ya know, is believing. I’d sleep much better knowing.
i heard that.