General Forebender started to respond but the President
interrupted. “Let’s hear from someone else on this. What about the
Navy?”
Admiral Byron Hickenlooper, Navy Chief of Staff, cracked his
knuckles for a moment and leaned forward. “Mizza President,” he
began in a clear Southern accent, “The state of the Navy has been
one of declining preparedness. We have five aircraft carriers in
our half of the Pacific but three are in dry dock in San Diego. We
estimate they will not be able to return to action for at least
three months.”
“Yes, I realize that but I want to know is how was this fleet
able to enter the harbor without anyone knowing?” said the
President curtly.
The Admiral ran his hand over his forehead and started again.
“Mizza President, since we ceded the Western half of the Pacific to
China in 2035 we have had incomplete knowledge of anything they are
doing. We know the size of their fleet but have not always kept
abreast of their technology. They seem to have developed ways of
disguising their movements. Our satellite system can track surface
ships but we are not always able to locate their submarines. We
have not sailed a vessel west of Guam in fifteen years so we have
very little knowledge of what is going on in their territorial
waters. We knew they had maneuvers in the vicinity of Hawaii over
the past week but we did not expect anything like this. They seem
to have been able to hack our satellite system overnight in order
to bring those vessels in without our knowledge.”
“Weren’t there any mines in the harbor?” spoke up Warren Doyle,
the Secretary of Commerce, a former Midwestern governor new to
Washington.
“They were removed in the 2042 as a gesture of peace,” said the
Admiral glumly.
At that moment a nervous aide entered the room. “Mizza
President, excuse me. Our polls now show 68 percent of the public
now believes that the invasion is a fake,” he said. “It’s
climbing.”
“Alright, thank you,” said the President and the aide vanished.
“Ask them why they think it’s not real,” s/he called after. Instant
polling had become an essential tool in the White House and the
government often paid thousands of people to be on call at any
moment.
Again there was a moment of profound silence.
“Gentlemen and ladies,” said President Armageddon forcefully. “I
know many of you are thinking. I know what people around the world
are thinking. They doubt my capabilities. They are saying that I am
unprepared to fill the responsibilities of this office and that a
foreign power has taken advantage of a new President before he or
she had the chance to get his or her feet on the ground. Well, let
me tell you that this is not what is going to happen. We are going
to respond to this emergency with appropriate measures. Now does
anyone have any recommendations?”
“Mizza President,” spoke up Frank Buzzworth, the Secretary of
the Air Force. A handsome, athletic figure in his late 40s, he had
been on an unsuccessful attempt to reach Mars in 2052 and had
enormous prestige across the country. “Even if we were at full
strength, I doubt we would be able to dislodge the invading force
at this time. We are not fully acquainted with their technology and
so there are certain risks involved. But we do have submarine
capability and with our nuclear strength we have enough firepower
to dislodge the intruders while protecting ourselves from
retaliation. In short, we are prepared to go to war.”
At that moment the aide interrupted again. “Mizza President, the
prevailing belief in the Midwest is that this is a government plot
to curtail civil liberties. On the East and West Coasts they think
it’s a movie trailer.”
“Alright, thank you again,” said the President.
“Mizza President,” said Genevieve Ambrose, the Secretary of
Gender. She was a tall, scholarly woman whose pale and solemn
demeanor spoke of hours and hours in university libraries. “I would
like to take great exception to what has just been said by the
Secretary of the Air Force. I think what we’re hearing in the
typical male response that has led us into all wars throughout
history. That is just what we want to avoid. This is not
necessarily an act of war. I think the Chinese are making a gesture
and we should respond. There may be other ways of settling our
differences.”
“Does that mean we play scissors, rock, paper to see who gets to
keep Hawaii?” asked Clyde Wadsworth, the Secretary of
Transportation. He was a Navy veteran himself.
TLP| 9.21.12 @ 8:40AM
You didn't hear it from me, but the Contest has begun.
Look and you shall Find.
Bob S| 9.22.12 @ 3:42AM
Man, I really should've read the first part.
Mizza? Really? I honestly don't think we'll go down THAT route.
John II| 9.22.12 @ 10:54AM
Well, I DID read the first part. "Brave New World" it ain't--the writing is slapdash and cheesy, and the characters are cardboard figurines cut out to represent types and (bad) ideas. In other words, it's a serviceable piece of dystopian extrapolation, with no pretense at literary merit. Myself, I have only two problems with the effort:
1. Since the characters are merely stand-ins for ideas, the inconsistencies one might expect in a real character are just plain inconsistent. In the first episode, for example, Mizza President is made to recall Hitler in the Sudetenland; the reference to Hitler as a kneejerk lefty expression of moral superiority is okay, but the particularity of the reference (Sudetenland) is inconsistent with the airhead type represented by Mizza President, who cannot plausibly have any knowledge of or interest in history. Like herm real-life antecedents in the Obamanation, s/he is strictly a child of herm times. More to follow if anyone's reading . . .
John II| 9.22.12 @ 10:56AM
2. As others have already suggested, the year 2065 may be stretching the timeline out a bit too much. This point came home to me with the fourth episode, in which the asinine discussion in the White House reminded me explicitly of almost any faculty meeting I've attended in the past ten years or so. In other words, Mr. Tucker's future extrapolation is already with us. If the Chinese took over Hawaii tomorrow, I can't imagine that the Professor's cabinet would discuss the development in any essentially different way.
I have nine grandchildren so far. In the year 2065, the oldest of them will be almost a decade younger than I am now.
TLP| 9.24.12 @ 9:00AM
I hate to break up this Love Fest, but, other than Copying Mr. and Ms. Romer? The rest of the Column looks pretty much like a Phone in Cut and Paste.
And, don't think I didn't notice that you gave my little Contest THE FINGER, cause I did.
That being said, (and, with you being so smart, and all) there is ONE Tax that this Clean and Articulate Magic Negro (Hat Tip - Village Idiot and LA TIMES) has no problem Cutting. FICA.
Now, why do you suppose, with Soc. Sec. on its last leg, would President You didn't build that, Shut Off the only means of Funding for Social Security?
You're a Brainiac. Why do you think he's doing it?
Better yet.
What do the Romers think?
You shoulda went to The Contest.
It even had Subtitles in Swahili, and Borneoinian, just for you.