Swindler's Table
Chapter 11
Sixth Session
I had to drive myself to work for the next session. Although the bus was right on time for a change, at the first volley of sniper fire we drew the driver pulled over, stood up, and told us he had had enough of this crap. He walked out the door and disappeared into the ruins. I took over and drove myself to the airport leaving the bus for the next person to drive. I was very early and sat in the remains of the traffic control tower watching all the swindlers arrive in their clouds of protective jets. The only planes that weren't obviously private were the Air India and Quintana Roo jets.
Obummer started the festivities by asking Eye Bags about the World Bank, which apparently the swindler's controlled also.
“It's all according to plan,” said Eye Bags, “we've already closed 95% of the commercial banks and confiscated 98% of all the cash money outside of the
Eurasian bloc.”
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“What about the Eurasian bloc?” asked Obummer.
“We're getting nowhere.”
“Well, why not?”
“They have counter propaganda, another narrative.”
“I thought we had the best propaganda in the world. Our propagandists control Farcebook, Gargle, all the shit that goes through the computers. We control Hollywood and all the advertisers. We control everything worldwide!”
“Actually, that's not true,” said Eye Bags.
“What about the U.N., the W.H.O., and all the rest of the international facades?”
“And what about all our aircraft carrier strike groups? No one has anything like it,” General Goober jumped into the argument.
“The Eurasian bloc is not insolvent,” said Eye Bags.
“Insolvent, how can you say insolvent?” the Sweater Nerd had to jump into the middle of everything.
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“It's easy, “ said Eye Bags, “insolvent, insolvent, insolvent.”
“That's ridiculous! Everyone here is a multi-billionaire if not a trillionaire!” shouted the Nerd.
“Only because you've shuffled all your debts onto your customers, onto your populations. And your populations are insolvent; they can't possibly pay their debts.”
“Well Good God,” shouted the Nerd, “let's not talk about it or it will turn into bankruptcy!”
“I thought we were doing so well,” said Obummer, “I thought the digital currency would take care of everything. We got rid of virus-dirty cash money so we could charge negative rates and take whatever we wanted whenever we wanted.”
“Some people wanted too much too often,” said Eye Bags, peering at the Sweater Nerd.
“Now just wait a minute,” said the Sweater Nerd, “I thought I had a free hand.”
“You've had a free hand far too long,” grumped Obummer.
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“Do you think it's cheap running the pandemic police all over the world? I've had to take money out of my own pocket to finance the pandemic,” said the Nerd.
“Well, you started it; you've been pimping pandemic for years.”
“What bullshit,” added Weasel Face, “you've been making billions off the vaccines and the closing of all competing businesses.”
“Yes, but most of the money for the pandemic police and the pandemic special forces comes straight out of my pocket. You think someone like General Dicky Goober here is cheap!”
“I'm pledged to support the Constitution of the United States of America!” blustered General Goober.
“And who put up all the money for the hundreds of concentration camps?” continued the Nerd, paying no attention to Goober.
“Why do you have to have concentration camps?” asked Ravi Noodle, who appeared to be baffled by the conversation.
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“A lot of people refuse the monthly vaccines.”
“You mean a lot of people refuse the yoke?” said Ravi.
“God damn it, 'You will own nothing, and you will be happy'” Why didn't that work?”
“What's wrong with you?” wondered Ravi.
“Do you think it's easy being a nerd all your life? I was never a hotshot polo player with dozens of ponies like you. I started with nothing.”
“I thought your relatives were lawyers and bankers.”
“Yes, I started with nothing; I was a nerd. I've always been a nerd. But now I've been brain-chipped. I'm beyond human. I'm transhuman.”
“So, you've gone straight from victim to superman?”
“Everyone hates me because I'm so superior.”
The swindlers continued to argue, which was certainly normal for this group. But they never relented, they never ended the meeting with their usual rousing round of mutual self-congratulations and back-slapping. They
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continued to attack each other for the entire meeting and were not able to come up with any of their usual corrupt and mendacious conspiracies. They weren't able to conjure any further crimes to add to their impressive portfolios.
(Continued 8/23/2021)