Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Part II of "If I Were to Write a Novel ..."

IF I WERE TO WRITE A NOVEL . . .
PART II
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Peter Tare, his rave, rants and harangues regarding President Xi and China's New Silk Road, quashed by No Such Agency and cancelled by gmail, was stifled only briefly when he found a charming, cutie from Nebraska's farmlands who knew a way to work around the roadblock.

Margo put his computer on blogspot so that he could no longer have to address all of Peter's Pack, but his Pack could, at their leisure, open up their browser to his blogspot to find the latest Snippet or poke at the Establishment Swamp Creatures.  Of course, those ESC, the slime infesting the swamp called government, knew that Peter was on to their nefarious game, but calculated that he now was isolated and could spread his alarm world wide. The Delvers of No Such assured themselves that his blog was receiving just a few to zero comments.  That indicated few were reading it and those who were had no clue on how to spread the alarm.

The ESC's agenda, of course, was proceeding on target and on schedule.  Uncle Sam's USA, the America of the Founding Fathers, was doomed as OBOR, the New Silk Road's web grew wider.  The Progressive Party, camouflaged as the Democrats, were proceeding apace with Communist world domination -- Chinese-style Communism, of course, was doing the guiding, but few Progressives were aware of the orchestration.

OBOR's initial web thrown across southern Asia was a twin route casting, one by sea, one by land.  The high-speed rail line through Khorgos, Khazakstan, thence Iran and on into Turkey was backed up by a line from Khorgos into Moscow and on into Belgium.

The sea routes from China's east coast ports through the South China Sea and the Malacca Straits were reinforced by the enhanced truck routes through Pakistan and Afghanistan to Gwadar, thence by sea to Adriatic Sea ports and Port Sudan in Africa.  The nearby Iranian/Indian seaport at Chabahar somehow may figure into the Sino-planning of the future.

Chinese high-speed train lines spread like a Black Widow's web engulfing all of Europe, Eurasia, Africa, Asia and South America, all tied back to China through sea lanes.  America's Navy shrank as the U.S. Treasury was robbed by the welfare state to feed the immigrant masses as well as the citizens left adrift in a sea of Chinese goods they no longer could afford.  California's idiot governor, Flaky Brown, was leading the open border policy.

Chinese trade (did anyone mention eventual hegemony?) then in time could dominate the Eurasian landmass as well as the continent of Africa leading to economic captivity.  At this point, Peter must remind the reader to stop thinking in Western Civilization timelines and think in Chinese time; not in 4 or 5 years or even a decade but the inexorable creeping in scores of years or even a century or two.

Then, the American Progressive will have been thrown under their New Brave World bus and China will control global economics.  What's left of the USA will wither on the vine and crumble into a disaster such as Venezuela is today.

Added to the speed of America's decline will be the additional burden of the uneducated, unskilled masses of illegal immigrants pouring into the welfare state's socialistic countryside to take advantage of the largess.  As the Treasury dries up, the illegal aliens and the jihadist Muslims jointly will hurry up the process of the disintegration of the Founding Fathers' great experiment in freedom.

Peter saw his beloved USA slither into a morass of chaos as anarchy, food riots and mayhem lay upon the land.  Armed Americans began to add to the anarchy as they rose up in revolt, shooting the rioters without regard to laws -- and law enforcement officers joined them.  The North American continent was aflame as Little Brother Canada, too, was in flames.  

Mexico was under the boot heel of the military as it fruitlessly sought status quo antebellum.  Executions drastically reduced Mexico's long-smoldering problem of over-population as well as the mass exodus northward.  

The remainder of Meso-America was occupied with Chinese-allied troops from China's major base in Panama. 

Peter, his computer long-since confiscated by Federal agents, simply retired into a sort of somnambulism state and spent his remaining time whittling walking sticks at his desert home awaiting the knock on the door by Progressive Bureau of Investigation troopers.  It was recorded that he kept murmuring, "I tried to warn them, but no one would read my blogspot." 

That's the novel I would write if I were to write a novel.  No one would read it.  But you might leave a comment should you happen to think of it.
THE END



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