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ONE PERCENT SOLUTION . . . (one page per day) Page 100 of 252


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A satire of dysfunctional politics and economic disparity.  

Chapter IX: Day/Page 100 CONTINUED FROM YESTERDAY. . . .  But at least she didn’t get pregnant.

Others, however, did.

Birth rates soared around the globe when contraceptives were banned and all pregnancies forced to term, as the right-handers maintained their god wanted. But once these children were forcibly ushered into the world by the coercive hand of the KKK, there, at birth, the responsibility of god and government ended.

A fetus in the womb had rights; a child in the world did not.

Children and families were now on their own, and should never expect any help from the public. In fact, the very concept of “public” had been eliminated by the right-hand side. Their vision was that everything in society should be “privatized” instead; that whatever responsibilities government might have—which were few to begin with—could be, and should be, done by the private sector, so that someone could profit by it at least. Otherwise, what was the point?

Some government services, like welfare, medical care, food stamps, food banks, soup kitchens, homeless shelters, and so on, were dismantled altogether, since these were not things the right wished to concern itself with—particularly since no one could figure out how to profit from them. If they could have, they would have, you can be certain of that. Because providing services without making a profit is just one step away from the slippery slope of socialism. And their god forbids that.

Other services, such as postal delivery, school-lunch programs, and even fighting wars, were now outsourced entirely to private firms—unfailingly those companies with close ties to friends and families of other KKK right-handed members—so that public money could used to bolster private profits.

Giving public money to help poor people was anathema—giving it to wealthy corporations who funded right-handed political campaigns was perfectly acceptable. It was simply a return on their investment.

The few government services that did remain, such as the public education of children, underwent a combination of both dismantling and outsourcing. One popular way was through education vouchers, whereby tax money for public education was funneled back to people as vouchers, which could then be applied towards the cost of private schooling.

The vouchers could also be used for home-schooling, which the faith-based groups liked a lot, since now they would be paid with public money to pull their children out of schools completely, thus ensuring the little whelps remained entirely ignorant of everything secular, and without an ounce of critical thought.

In theory, the voucher system sounded compellingly good, which prompted many to initially jump on the bandwagon. The problem, however, as they later found out, was that  . . .

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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