So, it’s very early in the morning and I’m just now loading up the motor vehicle in preparation for taking off for the heart of the Sandhills, but I had a dream during the night, I surely hope one that’s prophetic, and decided to describe it before leaving.
The Revolution of November 8, 2016 upset the Old Order, ousted the Man, shattered the Establishment, that had dominated American society and politics the past forty years, itself having overturned the Old White Man WASP establishment that preceded it.
The exact date of the beginning of the Age of Aquarius, when the Democrats, liberals, hippies, and primitives took over is debatable, but I prefer the mid-term elections of 1974, shortly after Watergate; everything on the hippie agenda of the 1960s was legal, or at least socially respectable, by 1980.
And of course it’s now all over for the primitives; no more living off the sweat and toil of other people.
There were trials of the parasites, those who’d taken more from society than what they’d contributed to society (i.e., greedily grabbed more than their fair share), and franksolich attended many of them as a spectator, although being deaf I had no idea what was being said.
Certain primitives, such as the big guy from Bellevue and the squalid lazy freeloading Odin2005 primitive, had been shut up in a corral where they were being fed a 500-calories-a-day diet until they’d slimmed down enough to fit into the guillotine.
Skippy, who’d spent more than thirty years being paid far more than his labor had been worth, had just been condemned and was being led away as the trial began for cousin nadin, who’d grown up and lived in affluent circumstances without having to work for any of It.
Poo-Bah, the Lord High Everything Else from Gilbert & Sullivan’s The Mikado, in a rapid-fire stacatto tone was demanding her head, “chop-it-off-chop-it-off-chop-it off,†while the cousin’s defense counsel urged that she merely be turned out onto the streets to fend for herself, arguing that having to live short fat ugly and offensive was a punishment worse than death anyway.
I’d hoped to keep dreaming, but alas I had to wake up…..