Freedom: Sponsored by Capitalism

The Maybe (Making America (and Europe) and Your Mom Beautiful Eventually) ladies were going door to door in the suburban areas unaffected by the nuclear devastation. While the Rasputin clones went through the same areas offering low-cost handyman services. By the year 2027, most of the refugees had returned to Earth and to the cities that were being reconstructed by the handy-man or construction arm of the Maybe corporation set up by Donald Trump after he returned from Russia as a refugee after refusing to be evacuated to the planet with the mysterious door in orbit around one of the stars in the constellation of Lyra.

The same Rasputin clones that took over the Russian government and launched a nuclear strike on Western Europe and North America are the same Rasputin clones bought by Donald Trump to reconstruct the so-called civilized world. Did I hear someone in the audience ask about all those Gandhi clones who helped the Rasputin clones after having enough of the murders or killings of their fellow Gandhi clones? Now instead of some anti-cloner guru urging his followers to kill the clones of Mahatma Gandhi, the Indian government has their clones hunting down anti-cloner instigators under the impression they are clones themselves with the programming to create troubling confusion for Earth’s Governments.

Arrangements…the order of things…not only what came first and what comes last but next and after that a correct chronological order. The order of words and letters…the order one conducts themselves in…manners. Etiquette means little notes…but sometimes serial killers and terrorists have better manners than those who wish to spread kindness. Say please and thank you while holding a gun to your neighbor’s head or kidnapping someone from a party for the party foul of not going along with the roofie’ing of the bitches at the party or when threatened by someone holding a gun to your forehead not calling them a motherfucker. Mind your Ps and Qs because I’m a member of the Kalifornia Ku Klux Klan and I have an armory of loaded guns that I don’t have to register with the Federal Government…the order of things…Don’t walk on the grass because I have little regard for your life and dark-skinned people aren’t human beings…

I have a gun so I don’t have to mind my Ps and Qs…

I pledge allegiance to the Ku Klux Klan so I don’t have to mind my Ps and Qs…

I pledge allegiance to White Power Terrorism so you are my slave…mind your Ps and Qs…I belong to the Master Race and the National Rifle Association…

Clones of Grigori Rasputin walked the streets of every major city in North America and Europe hit by the nuclear attack that these clones were responsible for…the debris was hauled away to be recycled into the concrete, glass, and various metal alloys to be used to reconstruct the major cities of North America Europe. Mexico City wasn’t targeted but some of the tourist areas on the West Coast, East Coast, and the Caribbean…People who were not able to be relocated as refugees by the Aztec Ghosts fled into the deserts and jungles of Mexico leaving the tourist areas empty…Cuba wasn’t exactly a target but all those fun places in the Atlantic Ocean near North and South America were but they had time to evacuate. Some by Patlani and some by cruise ship…but most of those people lived and when the radiation from the nuclear attacks subsided, they returned and rebuilt.

Mahatma Gandhi clones were forcibly imported to help the Rasputin Clones and counsel the people who were suffering from psychological ailments. The ladies of MAYBE also counseled people offering whatever they could to Make America and Europe Happy Happy eventually…

The clones of Cesar Chavez were still alive and well. They had been able to guide people in the American South and South West into parts of Mexico that were not targets of the nuclear strike. Many were able to go underground in the Zona de Silencio or Dreamland Mictlan bases. Some of the ICBMs were able to be deflected by the Gravity Generators but in the end, Humanity, Zombianity, and Mictlan Itlacauan felt that evacuation was the best solution and the civilized world was left to the remaining clones or Hilary Clinton, Ruth Bader Ginsberg, and Charles Lindbergh the Third…some of their clones survived the nuclear attack…

After all, was said and done most of the Aztec Ghosts were hungry for food and full up on that certain Je ne sais quoi that makes time travel possible after eating the flesh of the living. Keeping that in mind they went to the Tam’s Super Burgers part of the food court on the planet with the mysterious door in orbit around a star in the constellation of Lyra…just a few years or decades before the time when the door opens and their known universe is sucked into the door used for safe time travel and those implodes and doing so creates the Big Bang…

Tam-Pam sat there with a cheeseburger, fries, and an Arrogant Bastard…David Estrada was nearby…Tlaloc and her rarely spoke. He was trying to be happy for her and the Huntsman or Hunter like that Television show…Tlaloc tried to tell Mixcoatl about Snow White and the Huntsman or the 1980s television cop show called Hunter. Tlaloc wasn’t sure how much he should interfere with their lives.

All things considered…