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| - "And now, the HBC (Happy Broadcasting Corporation) presents an exclusive interview with our new Great Guv'nor, Sir Howard Keppler! That's right folks, differently from others, less patriotic networks, we, from HBC were welcomed by Sir Keppler into his office! But before, a message from our sponsors": "Well miss Harriet, you see, the reasons that the war continues raging, in various middle and far eastern countries, if I may add, is that they...are dictatorships, and...you know, that dead american guy said that dictatorships in middle east are a threat to democracy everywhere."
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| - "And now, the HBC (Happy Broadcasting Corporation) presents an exclusive interview with our new Great Guv'nor, Sir Howard Keppler! That's right folks, differently from others, less patriotic networks, we, from HBC were welcomed by Sir Keppler into his office! But before, a message from our sponsors": "Did you ever travel to a foreign country only to discover that your credit cards are not accepted? Are you afraid to use high risk payment forms like pounds and euros? Are you not communist?" A giant Dollar bill with the face of George Washington appears and screams: "Then you need dollars!!!" "Dollars is the only payment form accepted in all countries in the world!" a distinctly non arabic man wearing arabic clothes screams "I accept dollars!!!". The bill speaks again: "What're waitin' for!? Go now, happiness and riches ain't waiting for nobody! Buy dollars in a retailer close to you, and experience the easiness and happiness associated with it." small, hard to read black subtitles appeared on the screen for two split seconds, stating "None of the informations contained in this advertisements are necessarily true, and may be changed without further notice. This is a special broadcast from the United States government." Cut to Harriet Morghan, or at least that is what the subtitles said, smiling with glee and glossed lips. "Thanks Jason, I'm here at Sir Keppler's office, where the most powerful man in the country will pass most his non free time working to improve our lives! Sir Keppler, the viewers want to know, why have you stated: 'This nondescript war somewhere in the middle east is very, very important for reasons, best remain undisclosed until I win the elections."? "Well miss Harriet, you see, the reasons that the war continues raging, in various middle and far eastern countries, if I may add, is that they...are dictatorships, and...you know, that dead american guy said that dictatorships in middle east are a threat to democracy everywhere." Harriet kept a serious face while he spoke, as if it had been the most insightful words she ever heard, when he finished speaking, she nodded and made a follow-up question, almost without thinking -"Why?"- She immediately widened her eyes, looked at the camera, remembered it was a live broadcast and then looked at Keppler. Keppler sighed (for a little more time than necessary) and answered, beaming: "Well, miss Harriet, if they are dictatorships, they are evil and fund terrorists, specially since they are middle eastern, and foreign. Simple stuff, like 2 + 2 = 5. Harriet beamed too, visibly relieved and proceeded to follow the script with the next questions: "And about expanding London Closed Circuit Camera Network to inside people's homes?" "Well, it is broadly known that most of the accidents happen inside homes. Therefore, we intend to protect people better, by installing such a system inside their homes. We have even created a motto for our new policy: "saving lives on England's homes". "Wow! Keppler! This is an awesome idea! I'll finally be happy, knowing I'm safe. One last question. Regarding your statement: "Do not question our undeniably democratic government. If we ask you to do something, do it."... "Well, it's quite simple actually" interrupted Sir Keppler "since you guys voted for me being here, if I do something wrong the fault is exclusively yours. But that doesn't mean that you actually have a voice in the government. We'll manage money, industry, external policy, health care, special interest groups and minorities that have an unusual amount of power compared to the majority of people as we see fit. "Wow! That's great Sir Keppler! I am sure that you and the rest of the party will do everything that you can to maintain and improve our already great lifestyle! And now a brief one hour and half story about the great accomplishments of Sir Harold Ke..." Kelly turned the television set off, frankly television bored him. A lot. But finally the two hours had passed, and he was not required to watch HBC until the next day. Unfortunately this meant it was time to go to work. Kelly Olsfield, the person this story will focus on, is a common english citizen. Like many common English citizens, he had to follow the Gilliuan's laws of intellectual incentive: watching HBC at least two hours a day, buying the official newspaper of the English government everyday (The Kingdom Tribune), and watching televisioned rallies from the party's authorities, whenever such a thing was asked of him. Physically, he was a frail man in his thirties, that had been sick most of his childhood. The one thing Kelly Olsfield did differently of the other common English citizens is that he thought too much. Whenever the tribune said how England had single handedly won the second world war (After the French gave up at the first sign of battle) thanks to brilliant strategist and founder of the "People's Freedom Party", William Yondel, Kelly thought something wasn't right. He could faintly remember his father (Or was it his grandfather?) talking about something called the United States, French resistance and other countries helping the war effort. But that couldn't be right, since none of the history books he ever read mentioned other countries besides the British Empire (with minor help from the friendly nation of Italy) fighting the evil forces of Germany, USSR and Japan. But he didn't care. His father was a little crazy. Luke Johnson, a friend of his father also thought so, before Paulson Olsfield went missing.
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