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ONE PERCENT SOLUTION . . . (one page per day) Page 96 of 252


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A satire of dysfunctional politics and economic disparity.  

Chapter IX: Day/Page 96 CONTINUED FROM YESTERDAY. . . .  There can be no exceptions. Either all fetal life is sacrosanct, or not. Either all abortions are banned outright—or everyone gets to decide for themselves what is morally right for them personally. You can’t have it both ways! There is no middle ground.

The hope of the left was that by showing that legally there could be no exceptions, that saner minds would prevail, and all abortions would then be allowed, because nobody could possibly be sadistic enough to force a woman to carry a fetus to term after she’d been brutally raped.

But it didn’t work out that way. When faced with the option of either allowing everyone to decide what is morally right for them personally, or going ahead and making that decision for everybody without their consent, saner minds did not prevail—all exceptions were ended and all abortions were banned.

But at least it was legally consistent now, rather than the blatant hypocrisy that reigned before. Besides, women never get pregnant when they are being legitimately raped, the Pinheads were quick to point out, because god doesn’t allow it. So it is really a moot point anyway. Just another of those constant silly arguments about personal freedom and individual responsibility thrown up by the tiresome left.

The first case brought before the faith-based courts involved a woman who was three months along when she sadly suffered a miscarriage. She and her husband had been diligently trying to conceive for a year, so they were both understandably crushed. After informing her doctor of the ill-fated event, he, as was now required by law, notified the newly-formed proper authorities, who, smelling a rat and eager to flex their new faith-based muscles, pounced on the woman and threw her and her husband in jail.

After a lengthy, highly-detailed, excruciatingly-embarrassing and emotionally-painful trial, the judge was ultimately forced to concede that the case could not be proved, one way or another, as to whether the woman had in fact had an abortion, as the state charged, or suffered a miscarriage, as the woman claimed, and so the poor judge was compelled against his will and better judgment to set the evil woman free.

It was a terrible time for the judge because he knew the sinister woman was guilty, just like he knew there was a god. And there was nothing worse than knowing something was true, but still having to prove it in a court of law. The statute of “presumed innocence,” which put the burden of proof on the prosecution, had to be changed, he said, so that beliefs no longer had to be proved, because often they couldn’t be, even though that didn’t make them any less true. What good was a faith-based world, he argued, if staunchly-held beliefs could be so easily unraveled by the requisite burden and proof of evidential law?

It was a sound argument to those leaning right. And so, vowing that the sinister woman he was forced to set free would be the last evil monster to slip beneath the wire, the prosecutor and judge . . .

TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW

Available on Amazon , Barnes & NobleKobo, and Smashwords in Digital and Paperback versions. 

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2013 by Gregory James      All rights reserved

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About Gregory James

After 20 years working and living overseas, I returned to the US and was disgusted by how partisan and polarized the country had become. Civility and compromise are now quaint things of the past, replaced by intolerance and the rule of extremes. So I gave up a lucrative career for staring at blank pages and searching for words, in the hope that words might help enact change. Stupid. . . . I know! But after 9 months of labor I birthed forth a book, entitled ONE PERCENT SOLUTION. Reminiscent of Vonnegut, with a dash of Saramago and Fforde, this humorous, satirical, often irreverent romp mocks the absurd we accept to be normal, ridicules the ridiculously low bar we set, and challenges all of us to demand more of ourselves by making light of what is sacred that shackles us.

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