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Chapter 5 of Mr. Tucker novel 2065, now in its third week of serialization, on America after China’s seizure of Pearl Harbor.
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The rope plopped onto Jared’s back. He did not move. “Jared, can you do it?” Newman called.
“I’m too scared,” his voice came up the cliff. “I’m too scared.”
“Don’t be scared. Just take a hold of the rope and slip it over your head. You’ll be safe.
“He’s not going to be able to do it,” he said, turning to the group. “Somebody’s going to have to go down to him.”
“Oh, me! Me! Me!” Almost a dozen hands shot up at once. He couldn’t help but marvel at the bravery of these young men.
“Darien, you’re the senior patrol leader,” he finally said to the older boy. “I think you’ve got to do it.”
“I’ll do it, Mr. Newman. Don’t worry. I’m not scared.”
Darien was quickly fit in the harness and backed off the cliff with a dozen boys and Newman holding on. “Keep your face to the wall,” Newman called over the edge. “Push off with your feet. Keep some distance between your body and the wall.”
Darien belayed down expertly as if he had already done it a dozen times.
“Now listen, be careful in approaching him,” shouted Newman. “A drowning man will sometimes grab on to you and pull you under. Don’t let him panic. Punch him if you have to.” Darien looked up questioningly. “I’m serious. This is very dangerous. Come at him from his feet so he can’t grab you.”
Newman edged the rope over so that Darien landed just at Jared’s feet. “Jared,” called Newman. “Listen, Darien is right next to you. Don’t try to grab him. Just lie still. He’s going to slip to loop over your body. Then we’re going to pull you up. Don’t panic.”
Darien edged over, approaching his fallen comrade. Gently he slipped the noose off his own body and moved it toward Jared. The prostrate boy did not move. Darien gently edged the loop over the outside arm, then the head, then the other arm. “Should I put it on backwards or try to swing the knot around to his stomach,” Darien called up.
“Try to put it on his stomach,” called Newman. “I’m afraid he’s going to slip right out if he doesn’t have something to hang on to.”
Darien tried to turn Jared on his side to slip the rope to his front when suddenly Jared grabbed on to him. “Get me up! Get me up!” he screamed.
“Pull right now, guys,” Newman hollered at the boys. “Don’t wait! Do it fast! Hard as you can!”
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?
H/T to National Review Online