The phone clicked in his ear. And then the familiar monotonous voice chanted, 'Gam in November, Gam in November; win with Gam, President Alfonse Gam, our man – I am for Gam. I am for Gam. For GAM!' He rang off, then, and left the phone booth. It was hopeless.
At the counter of the drugstore he ordered a sandwich and coffee; he sat eating mechanically, filling the requirements of his body without pleasure or desire, eating by reflex until the food was gone and it was time to pay the bill. What can I do? he asked himself. What can anyone do? All the means of communication are gone; the media have been taken over. They have the radio, TV, newspapers, phone, wire services… everything that depends on microwave transmission or open-gap electric circuitry. They've captured it all, left nothing for us, the opposition, by which to fight back.
Defeat, he thought. That's the dreary reality that lies ahead for us. And then, when they enter office, it'll be our-death.
'That'll be a dollar ten,' the counter girl said.
(At the counter of the drugstore he ordered a sandwich and coffee; he sat eating mechanically, filling the requirements of his body without pleasure or desire, eating by reflex until the food was gone and it was time to pay the bill. What can I do? he asked himself. What can anyone do? All the means of communication are gone; the media have been taken over. They have the radio, TV, newspapers, phone, wire services… everything that depends on microwave transmission or open-gap electric circuitry. They've captured it all, left nothing for us, the opposition, by which to fight back.
Defeat, he thought. That's the dreary reality that lies ahead for us. And then, when they enter office, it'll be our-death.
'That'll be a dollar ten,' the counter girl said.
drimble he'd been white, he'd been black,
Wed 22 Feb 2017, 20:45,
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Boon got really dark in the last few episodes.
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Jabberwoc misses D.R. and Quinch,
Wed 22 Feb 2017, 21:14,
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