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America The Brutal
by Mark on 7/11/2005 (12) 
Time-line July 4th, 2005. America is immersed in the thick of two wars with Islamic terrorists. 160,000 troops occupy Iraq, and a lesser, but determined number occupy Afghanistan. A news flash on America's day of independence just in: 5 marines dead overseas, the dead growing in number almost daily, and oddly, almost no-one blinked.
Jake Brown was broke. Real broke. Paycheck to pocket broke. He was a young man, after all, and he needed money. He had 2 girlfriends, a Ford Mustang car-note and rent with a deadbeat roommate. He needed money. This was serious, and Jake was sweating it for real. On the way to work the morning of July 5th, Jake stopped at a red light and glanced up in his rear view mirror. A white Chevy Caprice was fast approaching and couldn't possibly stop in time. Jake braced for impact...
Three miles away at Topps Packaging, a small family run shipping business with 50 employees or so, the girls in inventory were buzzing. There was a new guy in town. The new guy, Ron Wilson, had worked his way up the ladder in 6 short months through hard work,excellent efficiency and punctuality. He was fast tracked on his way to the top. Ron made a habit of checking in on everyone, including the girls in shipping, and making sure their job was done right.
The owners loved him.
Of course the girls would have none of that. One of them, Taylor, was having an extra-marital affair with a man in shipping named Jamal. She would pick 2 days a month and give him blow-jobs in the company parking lot, and she didn't want any asshole upstart ruining her good thing. Plus, Taylor was with the company for over 10 years, and was sick and tired of being passed over for promotion. She and 2 other close female friends of hers in the front office put their heads together and whispered softly...
In Afghanistan a Marine Corps chopper was brought down by enemy fire, with a reported 17 dead...
Jake Brown braced for the impact. It wasn't much of one. The driver of the car, Tina Friedman, had managed to slow to less than 10 miles an hour when she clipped the right side of Brown's Mustang. Brown was not hurt, and he knew it, but he knew exactly what to do. He had talked to friends who had gotten rich in rear end collisions, and had even consulted a "creative" lawyer on what actions to take next in case this very event occurred. In quick, premeditated succession, he called an ambulance and lay prostrate, rubbing his lower neck and moaning in pitiful, contrived agony. The ambulance came and took him to the hospital, where he was fitted with a neck brace and sent home. He promptly called his attorney, a one John Rush, who gave him step by step plans on what to do next...
Taylor and her two co-conspirators, Tammy and Lou Anne, had decided to put and end to this silly Ron Wilson fuck. They agreed they would file a complaint with human resources that he had made sexual advances toward all 3 of them, report him, and destroy him. They knew that the law favored women in such accusations, and the human resources director was a woman, so the plan was a shoe-in. After their complaint was filed, Wilson was promptly written up, demoted and confined to a tiny part of the Topps Packaging warehouse well out of their vicinity. They had not finished him off...yet. That would come later.
An American telecommunications contractor was kidnapped 20 miles south of Baghdad. No word of his fate was known...
Jake Brown was in the thick of, and the lucky recipient of, America's famous whiplash dream machine. He declined the 2 thousand dollar cursory buy out offer from Allstate Insurance, and opted to run the game the full gambit. He wore a neck brace 24 hours a day, except at home, of course, went to regular sessions with physical therapists, and even had surgery to max out the pay out from Allstate, which after 14 months amounted to over 50 thousand dollars. Browns financial problem
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