"With the press of a button, flip of the switch or scolding glare from across the room, the world as we know it can vanish before our very eyes. All life will shudder in the face of the great mighty mushroom cloud as it's glorious incinerating wave of intense plasma glasses over our fair cities, our fair parks, our fair lives.
And I ask you... For what? So we may rid ourselves of ourselves? Or do we find these differences in each other so demanding, so large and intrusive we must obliterate the very soil beneath thy feet? No I said to the man in largest house on Pennsylvania Avenue Northwest. No I said to the man residing inside the largest country. No I said to the man that demands satisfaction. We must not tailor our inevitablities to our prejudices. We must not falter in the face of discrimination nor in the eyes of unsolicited malice. We must face our elephants and our muskrats, we must stand and fight against the injustice that simply is thrown against any given plight and we must say NO GOT DANG MORE!"
My father had a way with words. Those that despised his obsession had a way to turn said words into bolts of strewn muck. For every attempt to dissuade modern society, they had another way to scare their flock into submission. For every attempt to disable the monster, they had many faux projects or lot of lackey proxies to merely sweep the disrupted rubble beneath the nearest shag carpet.
When he finally turned to violence, they proceeded his attacks with a handful of bullets and buckets of arson. Our two previous houses were nothing more then forgotten memories long past. Our third lay not even atop the ground. Instead it belonged to the earth, a swaying heap of dust simply brushed away under a storm of ember and smoke.
The world knew what he had intended. He himself knew what they had planned. In the end, both were as right as they were forever wrong. The aftermath of that mistake being the ultimate consequence one which took not only our swell rural town in it's sweaty rugged palm but also their global economies, their entrenched work... their entire god damn cities.
All to be plucked one by one, the nations sat and watched, fazed and battered by the resulting effect. It was as they... It was as father once said. Fire for effect.
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