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- [ Respublica ] [ By The GNN ]
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- "RESPUBLICA"
- by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
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- The television set screamed out the latest football results. The beer in
- his hand was cool and strong. The sofa had, after ten years of use, finally
- adjusted itself to his heavy body and swallowed him like a soft cloud when
- he sat down. The cat slept next to him. His wife had left him several years
- ago. The children were gone and never called. He was alone in the apartment.
- The next football game was about to begin. Nothing could possibly ruin this
- evening, he thought and reached for the remote control on the dirty table
- in front of him.
- Then the telephone rang.
- "Yes?"
- "Is this Henry Abraham Coppel?" asked a strange happy male voice.
- "Yes..." Henry replied and leaned backwards, so he could see the TV from
- the hallway. He wondered why the guy on the other side of the line had used
- his middle name, but that question did not bug him for more than two
- seconds. The game was about to begin. He had no time for conversation.
- "Mr. Coppel! How nice to speak to you! My name is..."
- "Whatever you wanna sell, just mail it to me and I'll send it back after
- two days, okay? Bye."
- "Hold on!"
- Something in the voice persuaded him to not hang up.
- "Don't tell me you're my ex-wife's new lawyer?"
- "No, no," laughter, "I am from the government..."
- I am dead, Henry thought. They think I work for the CIA because I just
- watch television all day.
- "... and You, Mr. Coppel, are the most important man in this country at
- this very moment!"
- "Mmm?" Henry muttered and tried to move the TV to the hallway with his
- mind. Something had happened, someone had probably scored, and Henry just
- had to see who. "Could you please wait?" Henry said and rushed to the TV.
- Deluxe had scored. Henry screamed in joy and gulped down the beer. He
- hugged the cat and danced back to the phone.
- "Back. Now, what did you say? Something about me being the most important
- dude in the world?"
- "In this country, Mr. Coppel! In this country, Amerida! Amerida needs you
- to listen carefully! Amerida needs you sober and fresh! Amerida needs you to
- chose between the Blue Party and the Red Party!"
- Henry sighed.
- "I never vote. I'm opposed to... walking. I don't fancy standing in a cue
- just to feed some low-life politicians."
- "We know."
- The voice sounded understanding.
- "... and besides, wasn't the last day for voting yesterday?"
- "True."
- "How nice. Now listen to me, dear whoever-you-are. Today is the Day."
- "The... Day?"
- "Yes way!"
- "Way?"
- "The Day that Deluxe play against Frontlines! And I rather shit in my
- pants and walk to the north pole to ask Santa Claus for a piece of folded
- toilet paper than miss that game! So now I'll..."
- "Listen to me Mr. Coppel. I could have you killed in less than thirty
- minutes. Do as I say. Chose between the Red Party and the Blue Party. Now."
- Henry said nothing. His mouth remained wide open and his finger still
- pointed at nothing in the air.
- "With all due respect Sir," Henry said, "may I ask the simple but perhaps
- important question why?"
- "Of course! We are here to serve you, and you serve us by telling us who
- you want to be your servants! People voted yesterday, that's true! We had
- the greatest percent of people voting for years! Ninety-nine comma nine nine
- nine nine nine..."
- The man said 'nine' for several seconds.
- "... nine nine percent! Everyone voted in Amerida! Everyone rushed to
- the booths to fulfill the democratic way! Everyone! Except one person;
- you! You! We need your vote to make this country a symbol of the democratic
- free west! Everyone must vote!"
- "I see..." Henry said and wondered if his favorite color was blue or red.
- "Yes! There's another thing involved too..."
- "I'm listening."
- "You see, the Blue Party and the Red Party got fifty percent each. This
- means that your single vote will determine who the winner is. Or let me
- dress this situation in other words: the future of our children and our
- position as an economic power lies in your sweet hands, Mr. Coppel!"
- Henry dropped his beer. The crash woke up the cat. It yawned and stepped
- down from the sofa. It decided to visit its' personal bathroom.
- "Me?" said Henry with a weak voice, his face turned plain white.
- "Yes! You got five minutes to decide! We'll call you back! Bye!"
- Click. Henry held the phone in his hand and stared at the wall in front
- of him without a word. Then he shook his head and threw the phone back on
- hook.
- "Where the hell is that damn propaganda?" he muttered and began to rush
- through the apartment. He looked everywhere; in the trash can, under the
- sofa, on all shelves, in the fridge and so on. He had to find the damn
- propaganda. He had to form an opinion.
- Then he saw the propaganda. His cat were in the process of soiling it
- with excrements. Henry had placed the propaganda in the cat's litter box.
- Henry rushed to the cat, tried to kick it away but failed. He fell flat on
- his back. From his position on the floor, he saw the television right above
- his head.
- "This man is the judge! This man is God! This man is Henry Coppel, the
- one that will decide our future! Yes!"
- A hysterical voice declared the facts while an old ugly photo of Henry
- dominated the screen.
- "Oh no," Henry muttered, "what will mom say about this?"
- He did not have to wait for the answer. The telephone rang again.
- "... you, who cannot even take care of your old mother! You, who didn't
- learn how to separate right from left before the age of twenty-one! You!
- You are about to vote for my future! I've never heard such a load of..."
- Henry put down the phone and went back to the litter box. He took up two
- wet papers and began to read.
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- WE ARE THE RED PARTY WE ARE THE BLUE PARTY AND
- AND WE LOVE YOU SINCE WE LOVE YOU SINCE YOU WILL
- YOU WILL VOTE FOR US! NOT VOTE FOR THE RED PARTY!
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- The rest was just pictures of lions, deers, elephants, mice, cats, dogs
- and a bunch of other animals playing happily with each other. Henry cursed
- the lack of information and threw the papers away.
- He sat down in the couch and stared at the photo of himself that still
- occupied the television-screen.
- "His name is Henry Abraham Coppel, a normal citizen you would say. But
- Henry is far from normal. He is the man who carefully carries the whole
- Amerida on his back. He is the one that will decide if Amerida will turn
- into the Eden of Lust, Paradise on Earth, or if we will have to flush down
- our country down the misery drain! Yes, this is Henry. Let us all hope that
- Henry knows what's best for us! Let us pray!"
- Henry screamed. He screamed and screamed. He did never want to quit
- screaming. Then the telephone rang again.
- "Have you decided?"
- "Well... uh..."
- Henry heard his voice through the TV.
- "Yes!" Henry yelled. "The... the... uh...the....uh... Blue Party!"
- Some unknown crowd cheered and clapped their hands on the TV. Balloons
- wearing the Blue Party logo flew on the screen. People hugged and kissed
- each other before they started to cry in joy. Henry stared at the circus
- before he hung up. Then he sat down and waited for the football game to
- return.
-
- However, Henry never got the chance to see the football game. A few
- minutes after he had made his decision to vote for the Blue Party, two
- members of the fringe terrorist group No-Democracy-Please (NDP) broke into
- his home and assassinated him.
- In the end, perhaps that was the best thing that could have happened to
- Henry. The Blue Party later turned out to be a gang of extremists, who
- enjoyed to execute random parts of the population for fun and profit. The
- Blue Party was - of course - regarded as a menace to Amerida, and the rest
- of the world. But people just grumbled and muttered something when they
- talked about them. The real debates, those who contained screaming people
- and fist-fights were not at all about the Blue Party nor its members.
- When people wanted to get really upset, they just cursed that idiotic
- individual who had voted for the worthless Blue Party live on TV; Henry
- Abraham Coppel. People could never really agree on how he should have been
- punished if he had been alive.
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