I recorded this during my Live Reading Show on Sunday. I included links to the other stores where the scene is in a fictional town called Buckway.
VOTE HARDER
Aug 10, ‘25
Jimmy Jack George has been campaigning for three months, he has it all figured out. He knows what’s on the people’s minds. He has market analysts and AI combing the people’s communications through all their technology, and he has studied all the best salesmen and linguistic programming (brainwashing) experts. He knows exactly what people want to hear and what they want to believe.
Coming out to chants of his slogan Vote Harder, Jimmy Jack speaks at a campaign stop, from a podium in Buckway:
“These politicians have a knack for telling you what they want to hear, don’t they? They tell you all the things you’ve been saying, right back to you, so you think they agree with you. Then, when they get into office, they can just keep the gravy train rolling and do whatever the heck they want.”
The crowd, again, erupts with chants of Vote Harder! Vote Harder!
“Republicans invented identity politics and the Democrats perfected it. Democrats introduced the concept of white replacement theory, and Republicans perfected it. But, as we know, it's the people who do not want us talking who are the problem!”
And the crowd screams Vote Harder! Vote Harder!
“The media, Oh boy, don’t get me started on them, and their divisive tactics. The same people who write the TV propaganda, who talk so terribly to rural people about city people, and push those Norman Lear stereotypes, the bread, and butter of the political class, are the same people who speak so terribly about the rural people, and push the 1970’s Norman Lear stereotypes, the bread, and butter of the political class, to the city people. Again, it’s the people who don’t want us talking who are the problem.”
Vote Harder! Vote Harder! The throngs cheer wildly.
“You know it and I know it. The people in the cities don’t have a lot of access to healthy foods. They want healthy foods. The only thing they are allowed to afford are the subsidized corporate poison foods. It’s keeping them sick and obese, and all the time, never feeling full, and it’s shortening their lives. The rural people, the ones growing the food, are forced by the big corporations to modify the food, and to lambaste the crops with all sort of chemicals and fertilizers, because if they don’t, the way they have the deals cut with the banks, they’ll lose their farms. The farmers are over a barrel, and because of their exposure to these substances, are getting all sort of blood problems, early strokes, and heart attacks, and neurological disorders, and it’s shortening their lives too.”
“You’d think the solution should be obvious. You have a market that wants access to good food. You have suppliers who want to grow good food. It seems like it would be a natural alliance and process to just develop those relationships and make adjustments in the supply chain, don’t that make sense?”
The rally, again, loudly begins their chanting. Vote Harder! Vote Harder!
“All they do is reward the pundits who maintain these stereotypes and keep pushing the lines written for them by mega corporations, banks and foreign interests. It seems that there is more of an interest in Washington to work against the people who are from here, and live here, and on behalf all these external forces. Whose government is this anyway?”
The crowd is in a frenzy, because they can relate to this man who thinks and speaks like they do. Vote Harder! Vote Harder!
“All they do is belittle you with their talk that AI is superior to you. They tell you as you work harder and harder, for less and less money, that you’re lazy, and you expect too much, and that you can be replaced, if you discuss these issues. And this, coming from people who do not work for a living, and neither do their donors who control their messaging!”
People are fainting, and crying while they yell the slogan of the year Vote Harder! Vote Harder!
“They have every slander they can use, from both sides of the aisle, that if you want to put your own country first, that you are a bigot, or you are a chauvinist, or that you are an isolationist, or that you are anti-business, and anti-trade. They have every excuse and every red herring in the world to think they can distract us from their crimes!”
The crowd is becoming uproarious. Vote Harder! Vote Harder!
As much as they are trying to belittle you, and destroy you, and to make you think ill of your own fellow countrymen and countrywomen; as much as they try to tell you there is no hope, and they poison you and gaslight you and to make you feel like there is no hope and that the land they have destroyed is worthless because of the desertification that their corporate policies have caused… you have to figure that somebody wants it. It must look good to someone, because otherwise, why would they be trying to kill you off of it!
Vote Harder! Vote Harder! The fans go absolutely bananas.
“Now get out there and do what you know you have to do. I love you Buckway! God bless you, and God Bless the United States of America!”
Vote Harder! Vote Harder! Vote Harder! Vote Harder!
Jimmy Jack George knows exactly what he’s doing. He has all his corporate suitors and his insider investment schemes and crypto coin launchings all lined up. It’s just a matter of waiting until the election for him now.
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