Overton Window: Chapter 30-31
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sabotabbyChapter 30
Okay, so Noah’s father has tracked his cell phone and had him drugged and kidnapped from the Teabag Squat (sorry!). Father of the Year, that one. The writing in this book is so execrable that I’m still unclear as to where the Founding Fathers Bible Study Group was at the time, not to mention all the survivalists with their delicious cookie ammunition, but I don’t care enough to parse the awful prose for an explanation. The important thing is that Noah is back at the D&M office. Dad has brought Charlie the Lawyer and Warren Landers, the firm’s muscle, for company. It’s a party!
Landers has figured out that Molly leaked the document. He’s also found out some other things about her. Are you ready?
Noah’s been pwned—Molly was Facebook- and Twitter-stalking him and checking out all of his emo blog posts in order to figure out what he was looking for in a girl. Bwahahaha. The best bit is that she found a picture of his mother and dressed like her for their first meeting. Paging Dr. Freud!
So he tells them everything. And it turns out that it was Molly who drugged him, not Dear Old Dad. Landers points out that at least he got laid, but Noah descends into a Blue Screen of Death as he realizes that the panther got teased for naught.
Chapter 31
Arthur, for a supervillain, is surprisingly forgiving, and almost impressed that a bunch of dumb rednecks nearly foiled his plans. He monologues for a bit about how the Founding Fathers were well intentioned but ultimately wrong about how much democracy the rabble could handle. They have a little debate about human nature that would not be out of place in a hotboxed dorm room, and then Arthur hammers his point home with a newspaper article about a 16-year-old Turkish girl being the victim of an honour killing. He Nietzsches a bit more and then lays out his ultimate plan:
And tomorrow, the New World Order begins! Yay!
And with that, we end Part 2. I am off to drink a great deal. These two things may or may not be related. In the meantime, you might also enjoy Hipster Shrugged.
Okay, so Noah’s father has tracked his cell phone and had him drugged and kidnapped from the Teabag Squat (sorry!). Father of the Year, that one. The writing in this book is so execrable that I’m still unclear as to where the Founding Fathers Bible Study Group was at the time, not to mention all the survivalists with their delicious cookie ammunition, but I don’t care enough to parse the awful prose for an explanation. The important thing is that Noah is back at the D&M office. Dad has brought Charlie the Lawyer and Warren Landers, the firm’s muscle, for company. It’s a party!
Landers has figured out that Molly leaked the document. He’s also found out some other things about her. Are you ready?
Noah’s been pwned—Molly was Facebook- and Twitter-stalking him and checking out all of his emo blog posts in order to figure out what he was looking for in a girl. Bwahahaha. The best bit is that she found a picture of his mother and dressed like her for their first meeting. Paging Dr. Freud!
So he tells them everything. And it turns out that it was Molly who drugged him, not Dear Old Dad. Landers points out that at least he got laid, but Noah descends into a Blue Screen of Death as he realizes that the panther got teased for naught.
Chapter 31
Arthur, for a supervillain, is surprisingly forgiving, and almost impressed that a bunch of dumb rednecks nearly foiled his plans. He monologues for a bit about how the Founding Fathers were well intentioned but ultimately wrong about how much democracy the rabble could handle. They have a little debate about human nature that would not be out of place in a hotboxed dorm room, and then Arthur hammers his point home with a newspaper article about a 16-year-old Turkish girl being the victim of an honour killing. He Nietzsches a bit more and then lays out his ultimate plan:
The American experiment has failed, and now it’s time for the next one to begin. One world, one government—not of the people this time, but of the right people: the competent, the wise, and the strong.
And tomorrow, the New World Order begins! Yay!
And with that, we end Part 2. I am off to drink a great deal. These two things may or may not be related. In the meantime, you might also enjoy Hipster Shrugged.
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Date: 2010-08-27 10:29 pm (UTC)And if the New World Order is anything like a Ministry concert, I'd welcome our new International Banker overlords.
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