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Agent Ritter 7:05 PM Agent Ritter's House, Twin Hills, AZ
I stared into my computer screen while sipping on a glass of Peralta Bourbon. A Boston Huahua stared at me from across the room, "Yeah, I know. Dinner time, right?" I asked, the tiny dog blinked and cocked its head. I sat up and walked to the kitchen to open the refrigerator. "Steak tonight then, eh?" the pup looked up and chuffed. I pulled out a plastic bag with a white t-bone steak inside. After slicing a large chunk of meat off of the bone I looked at the tiny canine and said, "This part's for me." and started pretending to nibble at the t-bone. Whuff! Exclaimed the canine. I smiled and threw the little bone into a small dish. Bzzzzzz! The phone next to my computer rang as I walked over. A picture of Skully's face looking unamused stared at me from the screen.
"Body snatcher speaking, how may I help you today?" I asked, "Just a doppelganger looking to score some brains." Skully said. "Well, that's fantastic. We can keep each other company, well that's besides agent Bot here." the half boston terrier half chihuahua had a mouthful and looked up with eyes that could meet two different people across the room. I stared back thoughtfully, "What are you up to tonight, Skully?" "The reports are done and filed so it's just fun fun silly willy until the next case comes up." Skully replied. "So what's up then?" Ritter asked, "What's the deal with Wells?" Skully asked. "And by that do you mean, why is he a kleptomaniac lunatic who makes uncalculated risks?" "Um, yes that."
After twenty minutes of describing what goes on in the head of Wells, I could tell Skully had had enough of an earful. "Okay, I can see there's a lot to unpack with that guy. We should probably go our reports on the FUd Sit-E incident in detail tomorrow, should we grab lunch?" she asked, "Absolutely, there is a place off of Miller avenue and 20th street we can go to, it's got the best cold brew in town." I Responded, "What's it called?" Skully asked, "The Guild."
Old Bruce Rotzenberry 7:35 PM Rotzenberry Farm, Twin Hills, AZ
Outside of the barn, I was watchin' the sun set over the mountains while lockin' up my tractor for the evenin', "G'night Bessie." I said while clankin' the lock. I strolled past the sheep pen that was twenty yards from my house and counted them. Twenty-six and more on the way. The chicken coup didn't look disturbed so I nodded and went my merry way. I had to look over my crops because of them pesky critters gettin' in and wreckin' the place. The potatoes were just planted and the zucchini looked as though they were pretty healthy; them cane toads are keepin' my crops nice and pest free, though I rarely see them around much. . My cornfield is quite impressive, 333 acres and about 16 feet high. That soil I got last month was magic! I had to adjust the scarecrows from time to time because the birds would get used to them. No birds today though, it looks like Old Bruce fooled the lot of them.
"Moooo!" I heard it from the other side of the house, "Dirty Debbie!" I yelled as I turned limpin' over as fast as I could to see what the ruckus was about. Luckily I had my flashlight on me from workin' on the tractor. I pulled it out as I got over to my prized cows. After clicking the blasted thing on I shined it towards the noises. Dirty Debbie, my prized cow was standin' there with a glazed look in her eye breathin' heavily. After lookin' her up and down I couldn't see what was wrong until I shined the light behind her. The biggest and corniest pile of manure lay behind Dirty Debbie in all its golden glory, "Aw jeez, I thought you were in trouble, I can go to the doc tomorra' and get you a laxative or somethin', that's one helluva shit!" I pulled out a small pad filled with chicken scratch and wrote down "helluva shit, buy lax" then clapped it shut. "Bahhh!" a sound from the side of the house he was just on, I rolled my eyes and took my time walking back over, "I was just there, if one of you dumb sheep is squealin' because you took the worlds biggest dump I'm gonna …" I looked over the pen. The sheep were all to the side closest to his house. "What in the hell are y'all doin'?" then I counted them again. Twenty-five sheep stood while bleating incoherently. I shined his flashlight in the opposite direction of the scared heard and all I saw was cornfield movin' in the wind.
Agent Ritter 12:09 PM The Guild Twin Hills, AZ
After arriving at The Guild, I walked in and signaled for two. I was seated and two menus were placed down, one in front of me and the other in front of the empty seat. An attractive young woman walked up to the table, "The usual today, Schwartz?" she asked, "Yup, just a black cold brew for now. But I will likely be eating this time since I am meeting someone here." "Oh, a lunch date?" she asked, "No, my new partner and I have some things to discuss." the restaurants front bell rang as the door opened and Skully walked inside also signalling for two, "Hey Skully!" I waived, she nodded and closed the hand she was signalling with. She walked over.
Skully sat down and picked up the menu. "I could have checked the menu online but I figured I would surprise myself." she said as she looked over the assortment of culinary masterpieces. "Wings, tacos and burgers huh?" Skully said as she put down the menu. "From what I gather, only the best in town. They also have the biggest selection of coffee and tea. Not to mention the whole spectrum of whiskeys." I responded, "Are we planning on getting blasted while going over this?" Skully asked amused. The young woman walked back and stared a bit at Skully in her colorful yet practical suit while handing Ritter his coffee, "Here you are Schwartz." she said, "They know you on a first name basis here? You must be a regular." Skully said, "Not exactly a small town but the people here know my name." I said nodding to the server. "You must be the new partner he was talking about. Can I start you off with something to drink?" Val asked, "I will have a hot coffee, almond milk with sugar free vanilla sweetener." Skully responded.
We then ordered our meals, I requested the eye watering "Volcano Wings" and Skully went with the "Prehysteric Dino-Burger". After Val left we continued our conversation from the previous night. "So yes, Wells can be quite an interesting fellow. His background is all over the place as I mentioned last night." I started, "Law enforcement, military and FBI that's quite a resume." Skully added, "How many of those positions did he leave willingly?" she asked, "Honestly, I think all of them. Wells has the attention span of a . ." A woman with shoulder length dark hair wearing a Twin Hills Sheriff's uniform and a pair of sunglasses walked up to the table, "Hello, Agent Ritter. And partner." she said as she nodded to Skully, "How many people know you have a new partner in this town?" Skully asked Ritter. "This is sheriff Esmeralda Jayne." I said respectively. Skully looked up at Sheriff Jayne waiting to see why they had been interrupted.
"Old Bruce had a run in last night, and I think this one is under your jurisdiction." she dropped a file in front of me. "How do the police get to decide what and what isn't in our jurisdiction?" Skully asked Jayne, "We don't, but when it comes to animal disappearances we know its something you like to handle." Jayne replied. "Did I just hear animal disappearances!?" someone sitting behind us exclaimed. I turned around to see a figure dressed in a cheap brown trench coat with a black mullet stand up and turn around, he had a large blonde handlebar mustache wore a pair of glasses with no lenses in them, "Wells." Jayne said and nodded, "That's a keen eye." Wells said as he took off the black wig, glasses and mustache. "Why are you here?" I asked, "That's an easy one, Ritter. Just making sure there are no plots out there that need squashing." Wells replied, "Did you tap my phone again?" I asked while giving a thin smile, "If you knew I'd tap it again, why would you talk about me over the phone?" Wells chimed, "Maybe so you'd get a clue and start acting like a normal human." I said back. "Looks like you finally got some pants." Skully said as she eyed Wells's black slacks and dress shoes.
Val came back with two plates and noticed four people occupying a two person table, "Should I get a bigger table for you?" she asked, "No." Skully and I said in unison, "I'm comfortable here." Wells said, "I am actually on my way out." Sheriff Jayne said as she pointed to the file, "Just read through it and try to visit the farm today if you can, it would be helpful. See you later." she added and turned to walk out the door.
"These wings are really spicy, Ritter." Wells said with a mouthful, Val was still holding the plate and glared at him, "What? Oh, I'm not supposed to talk with my mouth full of food, that's alright I learned to breathe, talk and eat all at the same time so, it's safe." Wells said while smirking and chewing. "I will get you a new plate." Val said and placed the plate in Wells's hands. Val then handed the burger to Skully who made eye contact with Wells while shaking her head, she clearly wasn't going to let Wells get his greasy mitts on her prize. Val then walked back to the kitchen mumbling to herself. Skully's burger was massive; it had two beef patties with cheddar cheese, two tomato and onion slices each, a leaf of lettuce, three spicy pickle slices, a fried egg, and a little prehysteria sauce served on a golden bun. The meal came with a side of garlic sweet potato fries and a large ear of buttered corn.
After considering it for a moment she said, "Y'know what Wells?" Wells looked over curiously, "You can have this corn, I didn't even know this was a part of the plate I ordered." Wells looked at it like an angry child would, "Have you seen the genetic manipulation they've put corn through!? It's disgusting. That stuff has been pumped full of chemicals, steroids, sugars and who knows what else to keep it growing as big and fast as anything we've ever seen." Wells continued to stare at the golden grain sitting on Skully's plate. "Okay Wells, enough with the CORN-spiracy theories." I interjected while trying to make light of the situation, but Wells continued, "They clone it, and sell it on the black market too. Kids have been cooking it up and then grinding it down to shoot up into their veins. They call it corn poppin'! People are addicted to that stuff." he said as he continued to bob his head up and down looking between us looking for an agreement nod. Skully and I resigned and decided to let Wells's rant take its course, but he was finished.
I looked towards the kitchen where Val popped back out with a fresh plate of wings, as she walked up and placed it front of me, the wings were a deep red and had little habanero seeds mixed into the sauce covering them and came with a side of blue cheese and celery. Wells gestured and said, "Take it away, I don't want to see it." Val looked down, "These are for Schwartz." she responded, "No! This." Wells said as he pointed to the corn. "I'm sorry, I had no idea you were allergic. It's a promotional new item on the menu." Val said, "Promotional, what's promotional about corn?" Skully asked. "Old Bruce just started growing it a few months ago and has been giving to us to test out with our patrons." Val responded. The three of us exchanged glances, "We will need boxes." I said, "Maybe you do." Skully said chewing halfway through her burger like a starved wolf, Wells hunched towards Skully and asked, "Do you want to know about potatoes?"
Old Bruce Rotzenberry 1:01 PM Rotzenberry Farm, Twin Hills, AZ
The midday air was crisp, and the sun hung overhead like a bright hot ward. I was sittin on my swingin' bench with El Gato sitting on the porch next to my feet. "Mow" the darn cat howled as he looked at me, "You're lucky I let you stay out here with me right now. It's dangerous for you little critters. Someone took Flannagan last night, whoever or whatever it was I don't think they discerning tastes, ya hear?" I said, "Mow." El Gato replied.
I saw dust kicking up around my cornfield which means someone's here. One of them fancy ass electric cars rolled up and parked next to my rust bucket of a truck. "Well, looks like the cops have finally arrived. Bout damn time." I said as a man in black slacks, grey long sleeve dress shirt and black tie stepped out. The kid had dirty blonde hair and a clean shaven face. Jiminy, that outfit is holding onto him for dear life. Then the second door opened and a very attractive young woman in a pink dress skirt and blouse stepped out of the car. "Oh, not cops eh?" I said to myself noticin' no cop would put on whatever these kids were wearin'. Then I recognized the man, it was Dr. Ritter, he was not one of them doctors you go because you got a tummy ache, he dealt with local wildlife and such.
They started walking up casually and greeted me, "Hello there Bruce." Dr. Ritter hollered from the car while waiving with a smile. "That's OLD Bruce to you. What are you science nerds doing here? I called the cops because something stole my damn sheep. You gonna do a bunch of sciency calculations to tell me that-in-fact-it-was-stolen?" I said as I leered at the scientists.
Agent Ritter 1:03 PM Rotzenberry Farm, Twin Hills, AZ
"Scientists?" Skully whispered, "Yeah, not everyone in this town is savvy to the TH agency. As far as he is concerned, we are biologists. That's why I suggested we leave our guns in the car." I replied, "Maybe something that could have been brought to my attention on the way?" Skully asked, I nodded my head in agreement. We started walking up to the porch.
"How many scientists does it take to figure something like this out?" The old man asked as he looked off in the distance. Skully and I halted our advance and turned around to see another dark sedan sliding on the dirt road kicking up pebbles and dust as it went along. It slowed down and parked right next to my car, just close enough for my driver side door to be blocked. Wells stepped out, licked his teeth and walked up to us while combing his brown hair back. "I know you two want me on this case, so let's get this over with okay?" I sighed and continued walking. The others followed. "Okay Old Bruce, you know me. These are my colleagues." I introduced. Skully stuck her hand out, "Greetings, I am Professor Skully of the Botanical Institute." she lied. I looked to Wells, "My name is Agent Mercury Wells, I work for a secret group of elite operatives who look out for the well being of this city and moreover the world. Have you experienced any flashing lights at night or maybe possible anal-probings? Accidental ones count too." he said as he pulled out a small pad and pen. Skully and I looked at Wells in disbelief. Old Bruce responded, "Haha! You're one sarcastic sunnova bitch. Follow me." he said and motioned to his right.
We walked towards the sheep pen, "Did you see anything?" I asked, "You mean other than twenty-six sheep one minute and twenty-five the next? Nope, sorry. I looked around a bit and felt better about goin' back upstairs to get some sleep. Whoever took my sheep is gonna get it, these little critters were so scared they almost kept me up all night with their damn bleatin'." they walked around the pen looking at the wooden beams keeping it together. "Do you have any competing farms adjacent to you?" I asked. "None yet, but I've had offers for my land. Mostly corporate types, real wussies. Dressed kinda like you." I looked over to Skully and Wells, "Yeah we are real pushovers." I said as I stood over the fence. "Take a look at this." Wells said while crouching near the side closest to the corn field. Skully and I walked over and looked at a small brown-red smear on the horizontal wooden beams. "Whassat?" Bruce asked while nodding, "It looks like it could be blood." Skully said. Old Bruce hobbled over and took a look himself while scowling, "Sonnova biatch! I'm gonna git' meh boomstick and show em' what for the next time they show their ugly faces 'round 'ere." Bruce's accent was getting thicker and thicker as his anger rose. "Now hold on, what if the sheep was just spooked and squeezed itself through the pen's beams? Maybe it scraped itself on the way out." I suggested, "You don't want to go looking for your sheep with a gun, what if you get spooked yourself and accidentally shoot it?" I continued. Old Bruce thought about it for a moment then nodded his head in agreement, "Good point." he replied.
"So you mentioned that you've been getting offers from corporate types?" Skully asked, "Yeah, they're comin' around here looking for farmland. They told me they had new and improved soil that would help grow crops bigger and faster than before." Bruce said, "So why would they ask you for your farm? Why not build another somewhere else?" Skully asked, "Probably because they need a farmer still, I'm sure they'd pay me but it wouldn't be my land anymore. This is the only thing I have left since my wife passed." Bruce replied, "Did they say where they were from?" Ritter asked. "Yeah, they even gave me some sample bags to try out on my corn. Call themselves Utini Corp." he said as he pointed to a couple of black bags with large golden "U"s on them, inside of the "U"s were golden crosses. "I guess we have our next lead" Skully said and picked up one of the bags. "What? You think those guys were the ones who took my sheep?" Old Bruce asked, "We can't rule out the possibility of their involvement." I responded. "Tell them to give me back my Flanagan!" "We will call you when we get more information." I replied.
Skully handed the black bag over to Wells, "Take this to the lab and have it analyzed. We can go to Utini HQ and talk to the scientists there." she said and Wells nodded holding the bag to his side. We headed to our cars, "Do you mind?" I asked as I pointed to Wells's car that was parked too close to my driver side, "Yes, yes I do." Wells responded and stepped into his car. He turned on the Diplomat and shot pebbles everywhere as he skid out of the lot.
As we pulled out of the farmer's lot I saw Skully watching the cornfield sway back and forth, "Hmm" she said, "What's up?" I asked, "There's a lot of weird shit out there. I mean, who takes a sheep? There is no gain to that." Skully said, "I have a feeling they didn't take it either but I can't rule out their involvement." I replied, "They are involved somehow but there definitely hasn't been any sheep-napping going on."
Agent Ritter 2:35 PM Utini Corp HQ, Twin Hills, AZ
We pulled into the multi-story parking garage to get a spot, "It's five dollars an hour or less, Ritter." Skully said as I pulled out my wallet, "Yeah, I hope their employees don't have to pay that." I replied, "They probably get a ten percent discount." Skully mused. We ended up on the third floor next to the elevator and stairs.
We left our sidearms in the car again as this was basic questioning, not interrogation. I walked over to the stairs, "What, no elevator?" Skully asked as she pushed the button, "Not a big fan recently, plus if there are any recording devices in there it could get dicey for us later if they find out who we work for." I replied. Skully smiled and nodded, then motioned for me to lead the way.
After going through the massive automatic sliding glass doors we walked about ten yards over checkered tile to meet the receptionist. She sat in a big circular console made of marble with many computers surrounding her. I noticed she was young with ice blue eyes and long blonde hair sheared on the left side. She wore a white blouse with red polka-dots and red skirt. She also had red bracelets on both hands and red nail polish, so I had a pretty good idea of her footwear choice. Clacking away at her computer, "Welcome to Utini Corp, how can I help you." she said. I looked at her name tag "A. Moose" it read, "Greetings, I am Doctor Ritter and this is my colleague Professor Skully, we are biologists who have heard of a brand new soil that brings out the best in plants and we were curious if we could talk to some of your scientists here." I said with my most charming smile. "Do you have an appointment?" she asked, "No, can I make one?" I said still beaming. She looked me up and down smirking as she did so.
She flipped through the scheduling log and said, "Well you have perfect timing, we can fit you in right now." she said, "Thank you ma'am." Skully said. "Cliff! Can you escort these two upstairs to Doktor Jon?" Miss Moose asked, and a sandy bearded muscular man walked up in a crimson colored guard's uniform. He looked like he competed in strongman competitions on his time off. Skully slapped my arm and pointed to the large man while smiling. When the guard finally got over he loomed over both of us like a cloud made of biceps. He must have been close to six and a half feet tall. Cliff's name tag read, "A. Cliff"
"Come." He said while gesturing to walk with him. "Have fun!" the receptionist called out as we started walking away. He led us to the elevator, "I think I'd rather use the stairs." I said while nodding, "Nope, in." Cliff said as he pointed to the cold metal interior of the elevator, so we went in. "Can I call you by your first name?" I asked, "No." he replied.
Cliff pressed the button to close the door, then swiped his ID badge. Finally he pressed level fourteen which was directly above twelve, "Whoever built this facility was easily spooked." I said pointing and smiling to the buttons. Cliff looked at me but didn't move at all, the elevator whirred as it ascended. "Cliff, that's a name befitting a mountain of a man." Skully said and Cliff half smiled. "I bet you could bench press the both of us, am I right?" Skully asked, "Haha, probably." the large man laughed while nodding. "Yeah, I thought you were gonna throw me off a cliff when you walked up." I joked. The room went silent, the large man went back to his scowl and leered at me. "Listen," Skully said as she put her and on the guard's arm, "I was just wondering why we are going to the top floor. Aren't most labs on the lower levels?" she continued, "I am taking you to our head scientist who also runs the Utini Corp building." Cliff said. Skully met my eyes for a second then looked back up at Cliff, "Thank you." Skully said, ding the elevator rang.
The doors opened and Cliff waived us on to move out. As we walked into the massive room we noticed giant windows that allowed for visibility of the whole city. Near the window directly across the from the elevator was a large glass desk. Behind it was a chair pointing towards the city scape. We walked over the similar checkered tile and Cliff stepped out of the elevator standing to the side.
After we walked up to the desk the chair spun around, "Hello there." a dark haired man wearing an expensive suit said cheerfully. He was a few inches taller than I and had a large well manicured beard. "I am Doktor Jon." he said sticking his hand out, "Greetings, I am Doctor Ritter of the Wildlife Research Conservatory Twin Hills division." we shook hands,
"Greetings, I am Professor Skully of the Botanical Institute." Skully said and shook his hand. "Well this is a treat!" Jon said, "Yes, it is Doktor." I responded, "Doctor." "Doktor." "Doctor" "Professor" "Doktor" "Professor" "Doktor" "Agent" Jon said. I stopped and looked at him, "I'm sorry, what?" I said blinking, "I know you are FBI," Jon said with a smile, " but I have nothing to hide and neither should you. Please tell me why you are here." he continued.
"We heard you went to Old Bruce's farm and tried to buy him out." Skully said, "We offered him a position with the company." Jon said smiling, "It sounded more like a requisition from what he said." I replied. "I offered him four million dollars to work for me, that's hardly a requisition. He'd be set for life for minimalist work." Jon said, "Farming isn't an easy job." Skully said. "We have a team ready and willing to do most of the labor. He would supervise." Jon beamed. "So then what can you tell me about this soil you gifted him?" Skully asked and Jon gasped and I gave him a questioning look. "Gift means something else from where I come from." Jon elaborated, "Germany, right?" I asked, "Very good, I don't have much of an accent I'm surprised you read that." Jon observed, "Well, you know we are agents so it shouldn't be a surprise to you at all." I replied.
I received a text on my phone from the lab rats at HQ, "What is it?" Skully asked as I looked at my phone, "Looks like we need to head back to headquarters, the boss has something that's taking priority right now." I said, "Have a good day lovely agents." Doktor Jon said while waiving us off.
Agent Ritter 5:14 PM TH Division Laboratory, Twin Hills, AZ
After logging our current progress reports on the case we went to see the scientist who texted me. Doctor Harriet Serenity was flipping through her book as we walked up. She had her red hair pulled back and wore the classic long white jacket you see on TV. Underneath was a white button up shirt and grey dress slacks. As she looked up she waived us to look at some items she had scattered around her lab tables. "So what have you got for us?" I asked, "That sample Wells brought in is kind of astonishing," Serenity began, "It has multiple unknown compounds aside from the usual loam you would buy. The reactivity it has with plant matter is like nothing I've ever seen." she continued. "Do you have any examples?" Skully asked, "Yeah, right here. You see this fingerling potato?" She said pointing to a small container filled with soil and a tiny potato sticking out, "Looks healthy." Skully replied, "Too healthy, Agent Skully," Serenity said pulling the little potato out of the black soil with her gloved right hand. "This used to be a quarter of a potato." she said, "Well, that's great news, isn't it?" Skully inquired, "It would be if the other three pieces didn't wilt and die." Serenity said. "We were at the farm, Old Bruce used it on his corn and its as healthy as can be." I replied.
"From what I gather, this soil seems to have the ability to reroute nutrients from one biological source to another." Serenety said, "We probably shouldn't touch it with our skin. Did everyone in the lab handle it with gloves?" Skully asked, "Yeah, we are all safe here." Serenity responded. "I wonder why you would need so much land for something like this." Skully said, "Is Doktor Jon trying to grow the world's largest ear of corn?" I asked jokingly, "I'm not sure a tourist attraction is worth four million dollars to Utini Corp." Skully said. "I think I need to sit down and chew this one over." I said as my stomach growled. "I agree, Ritter," Skully added, "We can go back to your favorite place again." Skully said, "Good idea, there is a charge spot for my car near there which should give it time for a full charge." I responded. "Thanks for the help, Doctor Serenity. Call us if there are new developments." I said, "Will do." She replied and we walked out the double doors.
Agent Ritter 5:45 PM The Guild Twin Hills, AZ
We sat down at the same table we had earlier in the day, "Back so soon?" Val said as she walked up to us. "It's been an interesting day so far." I said picking up the menu, "Cold brew, black. Am I right?" Val asked me, "Of course." I said back with a smile. "I will have just a water at the moment, thank you." Skully said as she picked up her menu. Val nodded and headed back to the kitchen.
"You seem to be pretty friendly to the ladies around here." Skully mused, "Are you implying I'm intentionally trying to charm people?" I asked, "Its called honeypotting." Skully corrected, ding the bell at the front door rang. In walked Wells with enormous headphones running down to a tiny satellite dish shaped object with a pistol grip, "Its called honeycocking." Wells said to Skully as he walked over. Wells pulled up a chair and sat at our table. "So what have you got." I said, ignoring the fact that Wells was spying on us for the third time in twenty four hours. "Hold on." Wells said as he picked up a menu from the server platform to the side of the table. "Okay, anyways I've figured it out." Wells said after placing the menu down. "So what is happening?" I asked, "Beef." Wells said, "Beef?" I asked, "Yeah, enchiladas, double cheese, double sour cream, triple guacamole." Wells elaborated. "Any clue on the whereabouts of the missing sheep?" Skully asked, "Well, I did find this." Wells said pulling out a slender white stick with a little brown-red at the end.
As I looked closer I could see what it was; the hoof of a sheep. "Get that out of here! This is a restaurant." I said quickly calming my tone. Wells raised an eyebrow over his sunglasses and put the hoof back in his jacket. "Wash your hands, then come back." Skully pointed to the restrooms. "Hmff" Wells grunted and got up to clean himself off.
Val walked back over with our drinks to see a third chair pulled up to our booth, "Let me guess." she said, "Yeah." I implied and set my menu down; Val placed our drinks next to our menus. "I was going to get the Vampire Steak but I think I want Vicker's Chicken Chopper Salad." I said, "Make that two." Skully held up her fingers, "Do you know what number three wants?" Val asked pointing to the chair. "He's more of a number two; but he wants the beef enchiladas; double cheese, double sour cream and triple guacamole." Skully said, "Thank you, we will have your orders out momentarily." Val said and walked away.
Wells came back out of the bathroom wiping his hands on his coat to dry them off. Skully looked him, then rolled her eyes while looking back at me and I shrugged. Wells sat down, "We ordered for you." Skully said, "Did you get it right?" Wells asked, "Does it matter?" Skully replied, "Lets get back on track here." I emphasized, they stopped and looked at me. "We need to figure out how and why that soil pulls nutrients from local lifeforms and funnels them into another." I said, "What if the soil is alive?" Wells asked, "You mean conscious soil?" I asked, "No," Skully said, "when you put it that way, what if its not conscious but still responsive? Fungi take many forms and they all pull nutrients from their surrounding area using hyphae." Skully continued, "Using that faux botany degree I see." I said with approval, "Mycology, and yes I have taught classes in many biological studies; it is one of the reasons why I was hired at the Twin Hills Division."
"So the soil is filled with mushrooms?" Wells asked, "I am not saying yes or no, only that whatever this is might be using something similar to hyphae for drawing out nutrients. The soil itself could be the catalyst." Skully said. "So then what now?" Wells asked, "We might need to pay a visit to Old Bruce again. We are going to need to see how much it will cost to buy the cornfield from him and take that soil away so we can find out what its really doing. If it is alive and it does have hyphae it could wreck the ecosystems around here. We have a forest and a desert; both of which have plant and animal life that would be affected." I said, "So we torch it." Wells said as he nodded to us, "No torching." Skully replied shaking her head.
Thinking about the leg, "Do you suppose the soil absorbed the sheep?" I asked, "It's not unheard of," Skully started, "especially if the soil formed a quicksand like compound, it could have pulled the sheep right in." she continued, "But the rest of the area is undisturbed." Wells replied, "Either way, we know the soil is dangerous for lifeforms to be trotting willy nilly on it. I think it's probably a good idea to get the rest of that soil from Old Bruce however we can." Skully said.
Val walked from the back room with three plates. She handed Skully and I our Chicken Chopper salads with sides of Blue G's dressing. Wells got his
beef enchiladas; double cheese, double sour cream and triple guacamole. "Thank you, that was fast." I said with a smile, "It was just two salads for you and your partner. And his was mostly scoops of sour cream and cheese." Val said, "And guacamole." Wells added. Val nodded, "Is there anything else I can get you right now?" she asked, "No, thank you." Skully replied, Val nodded, "Well if you need me just holler." she said and strolled back to help her other tables.
We ate without talking and I doodled on a napkin with my pen. I would say we ate silently, but Wells would be bane of a person with misophonia. Skully and I cleared our plates, Wells had only the sour cream left and he was spooning it a la carte. "We can head back to Old Bruce's farm tomorrow morning and give him the update." I said, "Who's going to give him the news about his sheep?" Skully asked, "I can do it." Wells said while flipping through his phone, "No, I think we've got this handled," I started. Wells pulled the phone up to his ear, "Hello there Old Bruce?" "Yessir." "You're cornfield is evil and your sheep's dead, have a good day." "What!?" boop, the phone beeped as Wells hung up. "See, its that easy." Wells said putting the phone away. Skully and I sighed in unison.
Val walked back up to freshen our drinks, "Can I have a Peralta Bourbon please?" I asked, "Make that two." Skully said, "And would you like something?" Val asked in Wells's direction, "Sure, I will try a vodka soda. I've never had one, but saw it somewhere recently." Wells responded while folding his hands. I thought about that for a second before Skully spoke up, "We should call a quarantine team to the farm now since we know it will be dangerous for anyone else to set foot there." "Dangerous to set a bare foot there." I added, "We have to worry about bears now?" Wells asked; Skully and I ignored him. I opened my phone to call the quarantine specialists and let them know they needed to head towards Old Bruce's farm; they gave me an ETA of two hours for prep and arrival.
Val walked back over with our drinks and we slowly sipped them. The Peralta bourbon had a coffee like finish and was smooth the whole way down. "That's some good stuff." Skully commented, "You gotta share more bourbon with me." she continued and I nodded.
With perfect timing my phone buzzed as we finished our drinks. "Hello, Ritter?" "Yeah, whats going on Serenity?" "You gotta come back to the lab; there's been some developments you could say." "What kind of developments?" "Enough to work overtime." "Okay, we will be on our way soon, talk to you then." "Okay, bye" boop the phone indicated as I hit the end button. "Looks like we gotta go." I said raising my hand to waive over Val for the check, "What is it?" Skully asked, "Serenity wants us back at the lab, she didn't elaborate." I replied. "I am wasted." Wells said looking around, "You look and sound perfectly coherent." Skully replied, "No, listen to me. I am slurring my words. My performance has been comprimised." Wells continued. We payed and hit the streets.
Agent Ritter 7:30 PM TH Division Laboratory, Twin Hills, AZ
We strolled back to headquarters through the double doors with Wells in tow, he didn't want to drive with one drink in his system. After reaching the science lab we saw Serenity standing near a glass terrarium. "So what is the news?" I said as we walked up to Serenity, "Look." she said pointing inside the terrarium. Inside a large hairy spider crawled around quickly trying to get out of the case to no avail. "Did you put the sample in the cage with this tarantula? Can animals sense the presence of this caustic soil?" I asked in succession, "No, look closer." we hovered a little closer and I noticed it wasn't a spider; it was a potato with eight fingers and an eyeball trying to escape. "Sick." Skully said nodding her head.
"What if the main host acquires the attributes of the hyphae and continues to suck nutrients down to their genetic level?" Skully said, "There are spores I found in this soil but they seemed to be of the common garden variety. Do you think the catalyst is some form of fungus?" Serenity asked, "That's what we were discussing at The Guild." Skully said. I opened my phone to call the farmer, "Old Bruce needs to be notified that the quarantine specialists will be there soon and not to go anywhere near the cornfield." I said as the phone rang, "I already told him not to go in the cornfield." Wells said, "No, you said it was evil." Skully corrected. The phone went to voicemail. "Okay, we need to leave right now." I said, "Old Bruce isn't picking up, lets not have any more casualties on our watch." I continued, "Do we get to bring our guns this time?" Skully asked, "Yeah, and I have a little extra firepower we can use."
Agent Ritter 8:11 PM Rotzenberry Farm, Twin Hills, AZ
We took my car and Wells rode in the back crammed up like a sardine. We pulled into the dirt lot next to Old Bruce's rusty truck. "I think I'm coming down guys." Wells said, "Finally over the buzz?" Skully asked, "You mean full on inebriation, but yeah." he replied back. I turned off the car and we stepped out. Skully pulled out her Remington and Wells grabbed his H&K while cocking it for punctuation. I stepped to the back and opened my trunk. There was a large case about three and a half feet across, I opened it to reveal a portable silver and black flamethrower. "When have you ever needed that before?" Skully asked as I picked it up, "Its for weeds, I got it as a gift when I bought the car." I said while igniting the front torch. "Looks like we are burning it down after all. I like your style." Wells added.
We could see the lights were on from the car so it was a good chance Old Bruce was still awake. We stepped up to the front porch to see the front door was ajar. "Old Bruce!?" I called through the door, no response. We stepped inside and I pulled my revolver out not wanting to set the place ablaze in an accident. Wells started for the kitchen and Skully walked to the living room. "I will check upstairs." I called as I headed up the stairwell near the front door. We searched all of the rooms and the only thing we found was a small cat digging in its litter box. We met back by the front door, "Where could he be?" Skully asked, "Heaaaahhhhhhhh!" we heard from outside. We turned and ran out the front door to see Old Bruce covered in blood.
"What happened!?" I asked and Old Bruce pointed to the cornfield then collapsed. "Wells call HQ and tell them we need the quarantine team here STAT! Have them bring the medical team. I am going to check his vitals and patch him up." I said as I rolled up my sleeves and put on a pair of surgical gloves. I put my fingers up near the carotid artery to check his pulse, it was faint but existent none the less. I tore open the old man's shirt, "You're pulling non-agents into the field?" Skully asked, "Yes, he's losing blood fast, these cuts on him are razor thin. Skully, take the flamethrower I need to get my med-kit." I said as I ran back to my car. I came back with a case larger than the one belonging to the giant torch. When I ran back I could see he was kicking around on the ground in a panic.
I immediately pulled out a tiny pen needle device filled with a compound of hydroxyzine, l-theanine and l-tryptophan; I gently poked it into the only part of his abdomen that didn't have cuts. "I don't know if you can hear me, but this Fade Spray is going to sting a bit." I said pulling out a small calking gun-like object. I pulled the trigger dragging it across the seven lacerations on his abdomen. "This will stop your bleeding and still allow the oxygen to get to your wounds." I said, the old man started to calm down and breathe steadily. "When the med team arrives we can go in there and investigate." I said. The cornfield accelerated the process by starting to shake. "Look!" Skully said pointing to the sheep pen, which was now empty. I stood up tearing off my gloves and pulled my gun back out. We aimed our weapons toward the field.
Out from the cornfield a medium sized sheep trotted out looking tired and confused. The sheep started towards us and we kept our guns pointed at it. "Stop right there, put down any weapons you are carrying SLOWLY." Wells demanded and the sheep stopped almost looking directly at him. Wells met the sheep's gaze for a moment before the creature was pulled right back into the cornfield at lightning speed, "What the crap was that!?" I exclaimed while looking at Skully, "It looked like a tentacle." she replied. Something big and nasty crawled out of the cornfield. It was seven feet tall and almost cone shaped with bulbous yellow protrusions sticking out in literally every direction. It hobbled with fat front legs and even fatter hind legs that seemed to be composed of plant matter. It looked like a giant walking ear of corn. Then I saw its eyes, they were enormous and had horizontal slits for pupils. There was a white stick poking out between a few of the kernels. The kernels split to reveal a four foot wide mouth filled with blood. Hachuckcachuk it crunched through the sheep as it lumbered towards us.
We opened fire popping the corn kernels all over its body and it screamed in agony "mwahhhhhhhhh!" It looked at us angrily as the kernels started to regenerate filling back up like yellow water balloons. It lashed out its tongue slicing through the bottom of Wells's duster, "You ugly sunnovabitch!" he yelled and fired again, "Move back, that things tongue must be covered in razor sharp leaves." I said.
Its tongue lashed out again, this time gripping Skully by the ankle of her boot, "Shit!" she yelled and I instinctively ran towards her but the creature started to pull. She dropped the flamethrower in the process and whipped out her shotgun. Skully sat up while she was being pulled and put the shotgun barrels right on the tongue. Kaboom! The tongue exploded with hot red blood spilling out, the monster bellowed in agony once again. The blood on the tongue still attached to the creature coagulated then started to change color and pulse. "Skully!" I yelled as I picked up the flamethrower, "Catch!" I threw it and in the most cinematic pose Skully could possibly make she caught the flamethrower with one hand, its almost as if time completely stopped for two whole seconds when she did so.
Skully stood up and jammed the flamethrower into the monsters eyes and pulling the trigger to full blast. Fire blasted out the creature's other eye socket and mouth. It screeched and Skully jumped back to douse the creature in flames. The monster corn went through one last death throw before standing still completely crisping in the night.
Skully limped back over to us and I checked her foot immediately putting on a new set of gloves. "I think it's just a minor cut. Nothing broken or sprained, it just hurts like a mother." Skully said. I patched her up as she and Wells sat watching the creature burn. "That was one corny toad, am I right?" Wells commented as he put his sunglasses on to watch the blaze. Poikh poikh poikh the creature exploded, multiple times. All over its body the kernels erupted and spewed. "I think we need to rent a movie for all of this pop-corn." Wells continued, "My leg is fine but I think I need something for all of these one liners." Skully said to me.


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432 – Song family's bright moon
Chapter 432: Song family's bright moon!
The grey-clad horseman steered the horse to intercept the carriage, asking with a cupped fist salute, "Which Young Master of the Lu family is sitting in the carriage?"
"What is the matter about?" Soul haunting whip Luo Xu asked coldly, a guarded look on his face.
The Lu family controlled the military power, while the Song family controlled the hundreds of officials. The two families could be said to be natural enemies.
The upper class had to maintain a friendly and polite manner, how could the servants be disrespectful? It was already fairly restrained for the two sides to not immediately pull out their swords.
"Is Peach blossom young master Li Muyang on the carriage?" The horseman insisted on asking.
Luo Xu turned his head back to take a look at Li Muyang, not sure what his attitude was going to be.
"I am Li Muyang." Li Muyang pulled open the curtain.
Li Muyang had long heard that, because he was able to make a courtyard bloom with peach blossoms with his painting, he had gained the nickname of 'Peach blossom young master' in West Wind.
At that time he was busy cultivating, and busy preparing for the Land of illusion that he also did not take this matter to heart.
Now that someone was shouting out his title in public, Li Muyang very much enjoyed the reputation——Peach blossom young master. With this nickname, he could charm many of the ladies of prestigious families as well as the daughters of neighbours.
In Jianghu, a title was very important.
If you were called 'handsome chief', called 'The Prodigal Son of the border town', 'A flower of the Northern desert', or 'A wolf of the wilderness', then it will be easy to attract the attention and love of the sons and daughters of Jianghu. When you announce your nickname, you can also hold your head up high and speak confidently and boldly like the roar of thunder.
"May I ask your name, young hero?"
"I am the prodigal son of the border."
The one asking speaks politely and courteously, the one answering speaks confidently and gracefully. This could easily become a story of Jianghu.
If you were given the names 'Single-armed divine blade', 'The crippled master', 'Three eyed snake master', or 'deaf and mute', then you really will have bad luck in this life.
The matters of flirting with young girls or young wives would forever be barred to you. When women see what you look like, or hear your name, their face would turn pale and then would turn away in fright.
"May I ask your name, little hero?"
"I am——"
"Speak louder, I can't hear." "
"I am——"
"A little louder, still can't hear."
"Single-armed divine blade."
"Aargh, it's a ghost——"
The young women turned to run, leaving the young man looking up to the sky in tears.
Li Muyang liked the nickname Peach Blossom young master. He also liked others to call him by this nickname.
"Young Master Muyang." The horseman dismounted the horse with a leap and bowed respectfully to Li Muyang in the carriage and explained, "Our Miss has long looked forward to meeting you Young master Muyang. Since Miss ran into you by chance, she asked me to come invite you over to meet her."
"Who is your Miss?" Li Muyang asked. The pair of eyes, which he had just saw a glimpse of, resurfaced in his mind.
"It's our Miss Chenxi." When he spoke of the name, his voice was much softer, and there was a light smile on his face.
Song family's Song Chenxi was one of the three Bright moons of Tiandu. Adding Li Shinian, she was one of the four bright moons of Tiandu.
However, the Song family was extremely protective of her, almost never allowing her to appear in public.
It was said that Song Chenxi's Mother had a weak body and health and died a few months after giving birth to Song Chenxi.
Song Chenxi's health was also not too good, and it was an incompletely cured illness, that even the omnipotent Song family was unable to do anything about it.
It was also because of this reason that everyone in the Song family loved her dearly. She was the Bright moon of Tiandu, also the princess of the Song family. Even the real imperial princess was most likely not as spoiled as her.
When the horseman saw that Li Muyang did not respond, he explained: "Master Muyang, please try to understand, our Miss is not well, she absolutely must not get off the carriage in this cold weather. Otherwise cold air may penetrate her body."
"I'll go see her," Li Muyang said in a loud voice.
All of a sudden he had a good opinion of the young Miss of the Song family.
When you observe a person, you mainly see what kind of person they are friends with.
One of Miss Song's horsemen was such a gentle and polite person, the famous young Miss presumably would not disappoint.
"Thank you, Young Master Muyang." The horseman bowed respectfully to Li Muyang, "Sorry to bother you."
"Don't worry about it." Li Muyang said, waving his hand.
Li Muyang followed the horseman and came to the first ox cart.
Li Muyang saw that the ox pulling the carriage of Miss Song was not an ordinary creature, but a Blood Ox of Qing city, a species that was usually incredibly lazy, and pulled a cart very slowly. They always looked like they were asleep. But when you stab their butt, they can instantly turn into a mad ox, travel thousands of miles, and even the most formidable and rare horse could not catch up to its speed.
The horns of the Qing city blood ox were red, like they were filled with blood. The eyes were also red, confirming its crazy bloodthirsty nature. They were easily recognisable.
The young Miss of the Song family was unwell, and it was more comfortable to have an ox to pull the carriage for her so that the ride would not be bumpy. But if they were in danger during the travel, the driver simply had to stab the butt of the ox and it will immediately dart away, and not even the fastest horse could catch up. At that time, safety was first, everything else was secondary.
From this it was clear that in order to protect the young Miss, the Song family was really——willing to spend heavily on a Blood ox.
After the horseman whispered a few words in front of the carriage, a thick curtain made of white-haired lion skin was lifted from both sides, and two white robed boys appeared, no, it was two girls.
The two little girls looked identical with the same top knot bun on their cute heads, kneeling on both sides of the carriage, and staring unblinkingly at Li Muyang with their big sparkling eyes.
"You are the Peach Blossom young master Li Muyang who filled a courtyard with peach blossoms?" The top knot bun girl on the left asked in a loud voice.
"He came to see Miss, so he naturally is the Peach blossom young master," remarked the top knot bun girl on the right.
The corners of Li Muyang's mouth curved up. His sight shifted from the two top knot bun girls and met the gaze of a woman in yellow who was sat on a soft cushion.
"So beautiful." Li Muyang exclaimed in admiration, there was a feeling of being stunned again.
"That's the pair of eyes I just saw." Li Muyang confirmed again, a joyous feeling surfacing in his heart, like he had found a long lost treasure.
This close contact, even more allowed him to admire and appreciate the attractiveness and breathtaking impact of the purest pair of eyes.
Moreover, Li Muyang only searched for her eyes, and when he seriously looked at her face, her facial features, he was once again dazzled and stunned.
Her eyes were beautiful, her eyebrows were beautiful, her nose was beautiful, her mouth was beautiful, and every part of her was beautiful.
And this beauty was ethereal, illusory, like a fairy of the Ninth Heaven. One would feel that using words to describe her was tarnishing her beauty.
Li Muyang had never met such a girl. She was like a fairy who had been lost in the Flower language plain for a long time. He dared not to speak loudly, afraid of frightening her.
"This is the famous Bright moon of the Song family?"
Song Chenxi was similarly studying Li Muyang, looking at the young man who had repeatedly become the conversation topic in Tiandu.
"He is more good-looking as they say." Song Chenxi thought to herself.
"He is not like an ordinary young man from Jiangnan, more like the son of a prestigious family."
"Well, Third older brother is also not as good-looking as he is——"
Song Chenxi, holding a clear yellow heater in her arms, timidly but also a little shyly looked at the youngster.
Her face was pale, and there was not a tinge of colour in her cheeks.
Her body was thin and weak, like a weak willow swaying in the wind and that the slightest touch would injure her.
Affectionate and sad, naive and with a hint of calmness.
What a contradictory girl.
Li Muyang bowed to Song Chenxi and said aloud, "Li Muyang pays respect to Miss Song."
"Ah?" Song Chenxi's small mouth slightly opened, as though she did not expect Li Muyang to suddenly speak.
That moment of astonishment made her look more adorable, like a child who did not understand the world.
Very quickly, she calmed down, hugged the heater tighter in her arms, and said in a gentle voice: "I should have been the one to come over and pay respect, but the outside is cold, I——my body is too weak."
She threw a glance at the two girls, "They again forbid me to get out of the carriage. So, I had to invite Peach blossom young master to come over for a chat. Please forgive me for being rude."
"It's my pleasure," said Li Muyang frankly. The title of Peach Blossom young master was too pleasant to the ear, and from the mouth of the beautiful Song Chenxi, it was simply like the sound of heaven. "Muayng is honored to be invited by Miss Song."
Her long eyelashes lightly fluttered, staring wide-eyed at Li Muyang. "Chengxi really likes painting. I often draw in the garden. I want to draw the people I love dearly and the beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, I lack talent, and my brush strokes lack strength. Every painting that I have completed is just not good enough. So, I extremely admire the painting masters——we are all born as people, how can there be such a big difference between us?"
Li Muyang gently sighed, he understood the girl's distress.
Born weak, how would she have the strength to paint? Her vital energy, vigour and health were lacking, how would her paintings have spirit and energy?
Besides, Song Chenxi was exceptionally intelligent, she knows that her health was not as good as others. Life is unpredictable——she may become a wisp of mist or a handful of dust and disappear from this world any time.
Because there was that sense of urgency in her heart, and the fear of death, she greatly cherished everything that she had. As she said, she wanted to paint the people she loves and the beautiful scenery, because she knew that people could not live forever, and beautiful scenes could not be preserved forever. So she wanted to draw them out well and keep them forever.
"I used to——also know nothing." Li Muyang comforted her. He felt that although he may not beat others in some things, but if it were to talk about the tragic experience of life, there most likely would be few people in Tiandu who could win against him. He shrugged his shoulders and said in a self-mocking tone: "My classmates called me 'charcoal', and some people call me 'pig'."
Song Chenxi couldn't help giggling, blushing a little, she then replied in a serious tone, "But you are not dark at all."


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Noam Chomsky: Ocasio-Cortez And Other Newcomers Are Rousing The Multitudes
A quick glance around the world today reveals that politics almost everywhere — from the federal government shutdown in the US to the power struggle in Venezuela and from Macron's crisis in France and UK's Brexit nightmare to the Israeli-Iranian rivalry – are engulfed in a state of uncertainty and turmoil. Meanwhile, oligarchy is replacing democracy as the widening social and economic gap between rich and poor continues unabated. So, who rules the world now? The US is in a state of relative decline, but neither Russia nor China has the capacity to control global developments. How do the super-rich and corporations factor into this equation? In this exclusive interview, world-renowned linguist and social critic Noam Chomsky provides penetrating insights into some of the most critical developments going on in the world today.
C.J. Polychroniou: After 35 days of a partial government shutdown, Trump signed a three-week funding bill but without securing money for the border wall. Leaving aside for the moment the surrealist nature of contemporary US political life, do you detect some hidden political strategy behind Trump's funding conflict over the border wall with the Democrats?
Noam Chomsky: There's a political strategy, but I'm not convinced that it's hidden. With Trump, everything is pretty much on the surface. There have been constant efforts by political analysts to discern some deep geostrategic or sociopolitical thinking behind his performances, but they seem to me unconvincing. What he does seems readily explained simply on the well-grounded assumption that his doctrine is simple: ME!
Trump understands that he has a primary constituency — extreme wealth and corporate power — and that he has to serve its interests or he's finished. That task has largely been assigned to the Ryans and McConnells, who have performed it admirably. Profits are skyrocketing, real wages are barely increasing despite low unemployment, regulations that might limit greed (and help mere people) are being dismantled, and the one legislative achievement — the tax scam — put lots of dollars in the right pockets and created a deficit that can be used as a pretext to undermine benefits. All is working smoothly — with analogues worldwide.
But Trump must maintain enough of a voting base to stay in power. That requires posturing as the defender of the ordinary guy against hated "elites" (always suppressing the true "masters of mankind," to borrow Adam Smith's phrase for the merchants and manufacturers who were "the principal architects" of policy). This act is helped along by such figures as Rush Limbaugh, who instructs his tens of millions of followers that they should beware of "the four corners of deceit: government, academia, science and media," institutions that "are now corrupt and exist by virtue of deceit." So, he argues, just listen to ME.
Meanwhile Trump must rise to the defense of the masses from awesome threats, chief among them now the hordes of "rapists," "murderers" and "Islamic terrorists" he says are being mobilized down south to storm across the border and slaughter decent law-abiding white Christian Americans. We must therefore have a "beautiful wall" — which they will pay for. Trump promised that, and to back down would not only betray the trembling masses but also be a defeat, which his ego cannot tolerate.
The game is not really new. After all, the revered Ronald Reagan bravely donned his cowboy uniform and declared a National Emergency to protect the country from the Nicaraguan army, supposedly poised to destroy us all only two days' drive from Harlingen, Texas. Trump is only carrying it further, helped by the fading of such infantile notions as "truth" — or "false realities," to borrow Jared Kushner's innovation. Former Secretary of State Dean Acheson's admonition that policymakers must be "clearer than truth" has long passed into obsolescence. They can do far better in the atmosphere of "alternative facts" for those liberated from the four pillars of deceit.
I doubt that there is any deeper political strategy. Read more
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Solutions For An Unfair World ~ Contents & Introduction: Consternation
1. The world in which we live is too complex
2. We have to bring trade under democratic control
3. Curb globalisation: a dialogue between the veritable left and the simplifying right
4. Peace in our time?
5. A president with messy moral standards
Bitter tears, bon courage
About the author & Acknowledgement & Literature
After November 8, 2016, I have occasionally thought that the governments of civilised nations should recall their ambassadors from the United States, for consultation as it is called; I'd rather say for consideration. Thus far that recall did of course not happen, but consideration is more than ever necessary. After one year it is abundantly clear that Donald Trump's government has not left relations within the us and the rest of the world untouched.
Obviously, us citizens must set their own course, but as residents of all corners of the world we have to consider what this Trump is doing. Let me mention in this essay a few points that we have to think about. What can we still expect, what have we already seen, how did that affect us, and how can we respond appropriately?
A warning is called for, and it comes from Luigi Zingales – as his name suggests an Italian, who is a professor in the United States. Make the comparison with Berlusconi, he suggests, and deduce lessons from that. 'Mr. Berlusconi was able to govern Italy for as long as he did mostly thanks to the incompetence of his opposition. It was so rabidly obsessed with his personality that any substantive political debate disappeared; it focused only on personal attacks, the effect of which was to increase Mr. Berlusconi's popularity.' (New York Times, 22.11.16)
The purpose of this essay is not to fall into that trap. The election of Trump forces us, more than anything else, to consider some fundamental issues. At the same time we should not be afraid to formulate ambitious solutions. It is still possible to build a civilised, human, just and ecologically sustainable world. We need radical proposals for that, which I would like to present here in five – in principle separately readable – chapters. Read more
Solutions For An Unfair World ~ The World In Which We Live Is Too Complex
It is beyond any doubt: for many citizens life in the second decade of the twenty-first century is difficult. Many are burdened with debt. In the United States and, for example, in Spain, residents can be evicted from their homes at any time. The chance that people will find a decently paid job is decreasing. Long-term unemployment is rather rule than exception. Industries are disappearing. Many suburbs need proper maintenance, but it's not happening, and the police there will not always be seen as your best friend. Worst of all perhaps is that the social safety nets, which have helped people through difficult times in their lives, are becoming increasingly wide-meshed. You often are on your own, in an environment in which you suspect – or are convinced – that immigrants are driving you out of the housing and job market, and have easier access to social services. The neighbourhood in which you live has less social cohesion than before, and mutual trust is gone. Daily life has almost no certainties anymore.
Of course we do not know this precisely, but the shaming of the political elite that is the order of the day may have something to do with this. After all, is it not the responsibility of politics to provide citizens with a safe and secure existence?
When we think about this, some paradoxes stand out. First of all, there is hardly any anger directed at the business establishment. The leaders of big companies always claim to be the true leaders of the free world, but if something goes wrong in society – and that is really the case now – they are not held responsible. Secondly, by confronting the political elites angry citizens make it abundantly clear that they expect a lot of care from the government. Despite decades of neoliberalism – which advocated the perishing of the state – for many citizens the state still seems to be the entity that needs to keep society in order.
And the third paradox is that citizens have chosen time and again for political leaders who, according to the principles of neoliberalism, have denied the state the financial and organisational means of realising something for individual citizens and the society as a whole. At the same time the state should look after jobs and pensions, affordable health care, safety and everything that gives life perspective. In the absence of resources and competence, states, and thus politicians, can not provide all these things under neoliberal regimes. Nevertheless, the state is expected to deliver protection and social security to its citizens. After all, markets can only flourish if the state is strong enough to make life liveable for its citizens.
The relative impotence of the state to provide citizens with security in their lives is in stark contrast with the power that big companies have acquired over the course of several decades. These are companies that have grown into transnational corporations. Their structure is usually so complex that it is hardly understood what they do – anywhere in the world – and what the consequences might be. They can regard any form of regulation as being irrelevant to them and even prevent these rules from being implemented, including by lobbying at a large scale, wherever appropriate. Such transnational corporations act as collaborative entities that secure their interests on a worldwide scale. Read more
Solutions For An Unfair World ~ We Have To Bring Trade Under Democratic Control
If we realise that the escalating economic, cultural and social globalisation has brought us too few blessings, the question is what we need to do, and especially what we can do nów. First of all we have to think about the abundance of trade treaties between individual countries – there are thousands of them – and between groups of countries in certain regions – think of NAFTA, CETA, the formerly intended TPP, TTIP, and indeed the European Union –, and about what is governing them at a global level, such as the World Trade Organisation (WTO). In principle, all those treaties have to be revised radically. However, before we come to this, we need to acknowledge that generally it is beneficial that such treaties are aimed at reducing (further) import and export taxes. But that should not be overdone: countries have the right to protect certain sectors of their economy, perhaps only for a certain period of time. It is also useful if such treaties contribute to the joint determination of industrial standards, even though small differences are not insurmountable. But after that, the problems come.
Let's start with the bilateral and regional trade treaties. What is necessary now and in the future is that such trade agreements are being formulated in such a way that they put an end to matters such as tax dumping, environmental degradation, the enormous size and complexity of corporations, and social exploitation. So far, all those trade treaties are silent about the protection of what is of vital importance for citizens and their society – now and in the future. Therefore, those treaties must be renegotiated, reformulated and concluded again. Indeed, that is a hell of a job, which can only succeed if two conditions are met. Firstly, lawyers, economists and social scientists at universities – and scientists at technical and agricultural universities as well – need to set up major research programs to consider how the transition will unfold from the current trade treaties, which undermine democracy and hurt citizens, to trade treaties that serve the interests of these citizens, bringing democracy and market to a good balance.
Secondly, one can imagine that such radical changes can only take shape if substantial sections of the population are committed to this, persistently and well-considered. Perhaps what is being proposed here is not a far-off-their-bed show for the simplifying right. And why could reforming the trade relations between countries – which would bring back national priorities to citizens – not be the basis for alliances between what is called the populist right – what I have previously referred to as the simplifying right – and a from its neoliberal bent returning left? I'll get back to that. Read more
Solutions For An Unfair World ~ Curb Globalisation: A Dialogue Between The Veritable Left And The Simplifying Right
When we look at the present global ideological and economic battlefield, two roads are open. The first is continuing on the path of ongoing neoliberal globalisation, deregulation of markets, further privatisation of public services and facilities, and leaving the global economic playing field to transnational companies that regard themselves as global governments rather than as serving the public good.
The completely opposite option is breaking with this, recognizing that democracy can never get a grip on what is happening at the global level, and bringing back important decisions for the daily lives of people to the levels which are familiar to them: the national state and the local community in which they live. We have to acknowledge that, under the conditions of unrestrained globalisation, the countries of the European Union and other parts of the world can not provide the protection that people need. From the previous chapters it will be clear that I opt for this last possibility: it is better to consider neoliberalism as an aberration, and to bring corporations as quickly as possible back into society, instead of letting them think they are the masters of the universe.
In order to achieve this radical change, a broad coalition is needed among populations. Looking at the political landscape, for instance in Europe, it can be noted that the conservative and moderate liberal parties show undiminished faith in the economic globalisation and liberalisation that has been started a few decades ago. The painful thing is that important currents in social democracy are not opposed to it as well, be it with efforts to uphold humanitarian and social values, even if in vain.
The forces that want to curb globalisation are on the veritable left of the political spectrum and in the camp of what I call the simplifying right. It would be obvious to encourage these currents to form alliances, but there are too many obstacles on the road. For example, it does not seem likely that the veritable left can mobilize the vast majority of populations; and the right which is critical of globalisation and Europe sometimes errs on the side of xenophobia and exclusion. Even more important is that the simplifying right actually wants to bring political decision-making closer to home, i.e. to the nation-state, but it does not mention transnational companies, which make sure that we live in a world that we can not get to grips with anymore, and heap misery upon us. One can think of their environmental footprint, of the financial risks these companies take, of tax evasion, of the existence of a big gap between the poor and rich, and of various forms of criminal behaviour they are guilty of.
A first task would be to start a discussion with the supporters of the simplifying right about their dissatisfaction with the global and the European order. This is the kind of conversation I have argued for in the previous chapters. It has a strategic goal. First of all, it is not difficult to agree that we must leave the neoliberal globalisation agenda behind us and make the European Union moderate in its pretensions.
But – and here the conversation becomes more difficult – this will produce scant results if the transnational companies are not split up into negotiable segments and if the smaller companies which will emerge out of them will not be faced with a set of social requirements: what do we expect as citizens of companies that provide us with products and services? Such a conversation does not make any sense with entrenched neoliberals from the conservative camp and from the center-left. But such a conversation may be actually prove to be useful with people who don't want anything from today's globalisation. This may presuppose a bit of optimism, and some political and social courage, but why not give it a chance?


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God's Hands Cross
This memorial cross features a beautiful inscription, which reads, "Now in God's hands, still in our hearts." An angel holding a bouquet of flowers rests at the base.
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I Was Hep When It Was Hip to Be Hep…
I lack the tight pants; they make my hips look boxy and hurt my nuts.
I lack the nifty slogan splayed across my tight dingy T-shirt; they're so often trite anyway.
I lack the ear spools and facial piercings; I thought about getting my tongue pierced, but I was afraid I'd lose the ability to taste life.
I lack the worn converse shoes with different colored laces; I had them once, but I replaced them when they wore out because I actually used them for basketball.
I lack the massive amount of cryptic tattoos coiling around my arms and neck; maybe someday, but I still need to establish my career before I paint myself fired.
I lack the horn-rimmed glasses; I see just fine out of these, despite how unhip they might seem.
I lack the skinny, heroin addict-like body; I blame bad genes for not being able to wear tight jeans.
I lack the bouncing, eye-covering hair style, just long enough to hide behind; I tried growing my hair once, but I couldn't deal with the midway mullet.
I lack the throwback accessory that just screams 70s loser; I traded my leisure suit for a baseball card cause I never thought it'd be cool.
I lack the uncoordinated, single-leg bouncing dance moves; I can do some ballroom dancing, not that I would in public anyway.
I lack the sense of belonging…
I guess I lack the drive to care.
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