In the year 2031.... Joey Sans thinks back to the first time he met Dawn
Elliott in many years.
The first time he sees her after his arrival at the house, he does not
recognize her. And as he remembers back to the day, she is wearing a
skimpy pair of jean shorts with a mid-drift top as he wonders to himself
who this beautiful young girl could be. Standing about five feet, four
inches with brown eyes and a perfect smile showing her dimples with a
cute little button nose and desirable curves and a tight tummy, she is
introduced to Joey.
“You remember Joey, right?” Dawn’s mother starts as she sees Joey
enter the room for the first time on the vacation.
“Hi,” Joey replies as he squirms slightly and is trying to put
together who this girl is as he gently shakes her hand.
“Yes, of course. How is law school going?” Dawn asks.
“It is going very well, thanks,” as he is now extremely embarrassed
he has no idea who this enchanting creature is. He has just supposedly
been reintroduced, but who is she? And he is desperately trying to hide
it from Mrs. Elliott.
“It is Yale, right?” she asks.
“Yes, Yale,” he says still stumbling.
“Second year law, right?” Now she is teasing him as she obviously
knows he has no idea who she is and he is struggling to come up with
anything. It is then this beautiful young lady leans in as she stands
on her toes, and as her mother is slightly distracted by noises from
other parts of the house, she smiles wryly and looks him right in the
“Dawn.” She says quietly so only he can hear her. And she said it
with the cutest smile Joey has ever seen. She loves the fact he did not
recognize her. And he looks back at her unable to cover up the
surprise. He is quite mortified at his blunder as she looks nothing
like the fourteen year old girl with braces he remembers. But it is
also a moment he will never forget as the quiet, self-assured sound of
her voice confidently whispering her name is etched in his mind forever.
And from the beginning... Chapter I: An Old Friend
He woke to another day of wondering how the noise of the city grew so
consistently every morning. Decibel by decibel as the light creeps in
the window, the brightness of the day and the level of sound unite in a
daily theatrical event. At first, he hated living in the city, but the
hours demanded from a dedicated government agent require long, strenuous
days and a commute would only cut down on his effectiveness and ability
to assist in what he feels is a noble cause. The bureau is one of the
keys to the continued success of "The Program".
However, the idea of quitting drifts through his thoughts nearly every
day. His boss annoys him, his life is in a lonely rut, and the idea of
chasing down paper trails hardly feels like a noble cause. The six
months on the job thus far have been disappointing to say the least.
His name is Joey Sans and he lives in New York City. He works for the
FBC, the Federal Bureau of Collection, which is an offshoot of the FBI.
Coming out of Columbia some twelve years earlier, he had grand
expectations to change the world. He was a tall, handsome young man and
was recognized as a potential political candidate early on as it is part
of his genetic make-up. Senators, Congressmen and other highly esteemed
political positions were commonplace throughout the generations of his
family over the last hundred years. He is proud of the history, but
decided to avoid a political career until he gained some real-life
He accepts his role at the bureau despite knowing his father would have
preferred a different path for his only son. He tries to justify it
with how working for the bureau is a good way to honor his father.
William Sans raised Joey with the expectation he would run for office,
and potentially even become President someday. Instead, Joey thinks the
job might at least help him find some peace in his choices.
But the months of drudgery create more doubt and confusion than helping
him figure out a good direction for his career. He really wants no part
of going out and propagating veil threats of government crack downs, and
obtaining sworn affidavits of complete financial disclosure from a bunch
of rich assholes. And they want no part of giving up their wealth.
They are not going to give up a dime if they can find a way around it.
Joey feels the people he has to deal with are nasty and generally
uncooperative. They are full of a defensive hate to anyone who wants to
take what they think is rightfully “their” money. Just listening to
the lawyers and all the bull shit is sickening.
On this particular Monday morning, Joey glances over to see his weekend
friend lying softly under the sheets of the bed at his apartment on
106th Street. The silhouette of her breasts show through the fine
quality of the fabric. And Joey thinks what a beautiful sight as she
peacefully sleeps with a smile on her face. He met her Friday night
with a happy hour crew from the office somewhere near Times Square.
Despite his inebriation, he remembers something about her saying how he
swept her off her feet with his big blue eyes and chiseled looks. Now
he feels bad about it as he knows exactly why he brought her to his
“Columbia” apartment. It is safe.
There is nothing here except for a few changes of clothes, some food and
a well-stocked liquor cabinet. He could leave her here and end it with
no confrontation. A lack of communication will be the first step. As
time passes, she will ultimately realize there are no reciprocal
feelings. It is a bad habit he has gotten himself into since he
returned to New York. A habit in which he keeps manipulating beautiful,
innocent women into what amounts to a weekend of meaningless sex has
become his normal mode of operation and he is ashamed of it. And he
told no one about this little ‘habit’ he developed over the last
eight or nine months. He knows it is his loneliness and a deeper desire
to find the exact right person keeping him at a distance from every
woman he meets. And his standards are so high he wonders if he will
ever find anyone.
He never means to shy away from relationships, but he is easily bored.
He finds most women extremely superficial and not really interested in
him, but rather the idea of him. He has trouble telling who is genuine
and feels the majority of women are more confused than he is. So his
habit is a way of putting up a wall and helps him avoid putting out any
emotional energy into procuring a human pillow to sleep with a weekend
at a time.
Yet he found this particular girl stunning. When he met her, she was
wearing a skin-tight, light-blue skirt with matching blue high heels and
see-through, short sleeved white blouse showing off ample bosom and a
nice, soft tan. Her long dark hair was full and obviously well taken
care of, and he even likes her name, Sandra. And as soon as the Friday
crowd of co-workers saw her, the challenge hit the table.
The bravado “guy” talk went on for about fifteen minutes, and after
a couple of shots of tequila for encouragement, Joey acts like he
finally gets up the nerve to approach her. She is the hottest looking
woman they have seen in a month of Friday nights. Joey had a drink or
two before the shots leading to the challenge, and knows he will have
fun with it even if he gets “shot” down as he tells the bravado
bunch. But he has no intention of failing. It is too easy for him once
he turns on his natural charm.
The evening turns into breakfast and he finds himself spending all day
Saturday with her. Sandra is intelligent and beautiful, and tells Joey
how enchanting he is. But he finds the boredom with the conversation
unbearable by late in the day Saturday and starts planning his exit
strategy. He did not really understand why he is so bored in such a
short amount of time, but he goes through the motions on Sunday too. It
did little to change his mind, but he makes sure he appreciates the
physical aspect of her outstandingly fit physique one more time.
As they walk around various parts of the city and take the obligatory
Central Park stroll, he gradually becomes more distant to her. They
spend the remainder of day exploring cathedrals and museums and he tries
his best to find some common interests. But there is no spark for him.
He plays along and even senses Sandra knows he is less than interested
in any kind of bond beyond what they have already experienced. By
dinner that evening, he feels her anxiety in trying to keep his
attention. He leaves her Monday morning knowing he will likely never
see her again and starts thinking about his day.
The year is 2031 and the United States economy is thriving once again in
thanks to the election of one Quinton James Bates in 2024 to be the 48th
President of the United States. To this day, analysts are stunned at
the extent of the landslide. Nearly sixty-eight percent of the
popular-vote went to this candidate, who literally rose out of the ashes
of the once considered, radical movement, "Occupy Wall Street".
Although the movement later failed, the influential members reformed
into more powerful units and the basic concepts are credited to the
original organizers. The influential leaders coming out of the movement
recognized the growing wealth of the wealthiest and further recognized
it was becoming a problem. Too much money in too few hands created more
and more wealth accumulation and less spending to create jobs and a
world moving sideways. Some of the most powerful and wealthy
individuals started to collaborate in forming many of the movements.
After receiving support from a couple of billionaires, the programs were
suddenly funded and gained instant credibility. These movements were
one of the first indications the world economies were in deep trouble
and created an opportunity for radical change.
Quinton James Bates became an instrument of change. He created the
"Loosen Up" and later the "Draw the Line" programs from the influences
of some of the concepts, and now has driven the nation, and for that
matter, the world back to prosperity. And United States in particular
back to the financial dominance.
The national debt is under control for the first time in over
thirty-five years. Highways are being revamped, bridges being
refurbished, rail systems are being upgraded to futuristic monojets
wherever tunnels can be laid, and the amazing high-speed Traverses are
under construction from coast to coast. The first one is now operating
between Youngstown, Ohio and New York (actually New Jersey, but since
the Lincoln Tunnel spindle entries allow direct access, it will forever
be known as New York! Go through the tunnel and stay right, or get
dumped right into the Traverse -- the accidental entry into the spindle
and two plus hour round trip has been laughed at by many!).
The grand opening of the “Youngstown Traverse” was an event watched
as if it were an Olympic opening ceremony with huge, simultaneous
star-studded bonanzas at each location. The Traverse looks like a
monster tunnel draped in solar panels reigning above the I-80
infrastructure. The other massive part of the infrastructure is the
immense system of “bumper car-like” processes affectionately named
spindles with the eventual launch into the Traverse. The liquefied
platform safely solidifies a vehicle’s tires and has a protective
shield in front. The spindle safely zips you through to the Traverse
entrance where the acceleration rate is exhilarating and reminiscent of
a roller coaster exploding from the start.
It will revolutionize how industry is going handle the traffic of goods
and merchandise and the name Bates is already being treated as if it is
a living legend. He is being put up on a pedestal with likes of
Washington, Lincoln, Roosevelt and Kennedy, even if prematurely. But
Bates will always be known as the man who rose from the economic ashes
of despair to lead the country back to prosperity and through one of the
darkest times in history. He will be forever memorialized for it.
The world needed a slight tip of the wealth scale and he recognized it.
Quinton James Bates uses his proposals to ride a wave of euphoria to the
Presidency. It is believed as early as 2020 he started to lay the
ground work of the organization eventually leading to his nomination.
He was able to capture support by feasting on votes from an educated
nation strapped in student loan debt and homeowners with real estate
values staying flat for half a generation.
Now, in 2031, Bates is talking of expansion at unprecedented rates. The
entire country is behind him as he approaches the end of his second term
as President. The Youngstown Traverse has been open for four months and
it is an amazing boost to the American ego of being the greatest nation
in the world.
From New York City, any vehicle can safely travel the nearly four
hundred miles in a little over an hour, and up to fifteen minutes of
which is spent in the spindle entries. The economies in Cleveland,
Akron and Pittsburgh are booming with connection ramps to the spindle
entries bringing massive construction projects to the entire region.
The next cross country Traverse, scheduled to open in a mere three
months, will connect Youngstown to Chicago (actually just south
following the I-80 route) and allow a vehicle to travel from New York to
Chicago in less than two and a half hours. The dream of driving cross
country, with low tolls and fuel free, will start to become a reality to
millions of Americans in the coming years.
There will be no miles racking up on tractor trailers, cars or vehicles
using this amazing new form of transportation moving everyone along at a
phenomenal 384 mph. And it is using solar energy as it sole source of
power. The only reason there is a minimal toll at is to keep the joy
riders away. This growth and technology is one hundred percent paid for
with the new wealth tax.
And although tax rates remain modestly high across the board, no one
seems to care too much. Everyone who wants to work is working and the
approval rates of the President and Congress are at an all-time high.
The wealth is spreading and there are fewer hungry Americans. The
twenty year plan to build Traverses around the country and the
subsequent awareness by the international community has the country
Various discussions of a world-wide expansion of Traverses are
energizing economies around the world. It continues to gain massive
support day by day. The world-wide economic downturn of the twenty-tens
and early twenties is a thing of the past, as the United States has led
the turnaround. And with America leading the way with this new, some
say socialistic approach, a wealth tax is suddenly being considered in
economies and places society would never have thought possible.
President Bates has enforced the tax with such support by the masses,
there are suddenly other powerful, political leaders recognizing the
ploy and trying to become a hero in their home countries too.
The rapid change with the positive vibrations world-wide is
unprecedented. Governments continue to work with the United States on
the "Moving Forward" program Bates has installed to assist the direction
of the International community to collect any wealth taxes assessed. It
is a daunting task to monitor wealth and is something the United States
is most prepared to assist other countries because of the experiences
they have with "The Program".
The other major front is President Bates' stiff policies against drug
trafficking funded through the controlled legalization of marijuana.
Critics hated the move but it worked. It had been long overdue as it
was already legal in many states and the law was ignored in virtually
every other one.
The past thinking of marijuana leading to harder drugs has been replaced
by stressing the controlled use of it within the framework of social
activities. And there is a focus on the dangers of mental addiction
programs now promoted throughout the school systems. Plus controlling
the health factors in the processing and distribution is an argument the
President’s office continues to support.
Joey even has thinks it works to the extent the younger population is
more receptive to the truth. The old way of thinking of telling young
people marijuana is evil and should never be taken, has been effectively
replaced with “be careful”, don't become a “pot head” theme.
And the statistics back it as analysts estimate the usage of heavier
drugs is down sixty to seventy percent since Bates took office. The
figures improve every year during his tenure and drug trafficking is
quickly becoming less of a concern to Americans.
But there is always a dark side in society and crime will morph itself
as necessary. Over time, criminals have had to become more
sophisticated and have blended into our everyday lives. With the job
lines almost empty, every person capable of working can get a job on any
given day with the “Build America” program, and less people are
forced into this criminal survival mode. It all feeds the President’s
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