FFCZeta: The Poltician by Jesse Click

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Trash spewed from his mouth every time he spoke.  As a child, his mother often told him, with no attempt to hide her revulsion, ‘Boy, you open your mouth and only trash comes out.’  He was three and it was true. 

 

The lies came first.  Lying was a talent he didn’t have to learn.  It was born with him; already ingrained in his little tyke psyche.  Curse words come next.  Treachery and sedition wouldn’t be far behind.  He was on a tight learning curve.  He got much better at it as his brain developed.  By the time he graduated from high school, he could convince a preacher that the holy cross was a pagan symbol despite the fact that the preacher knew his reputation as a liar. 

 

At twenty, he left his job as a legal assistant and entered college.  The classes were a breeze.  Technology had provided too many useful cheating tools to not take full advantage of them.  He graduated five years later with a double major: Criminal Justice and Political Science.  The faculty loved him. 

 

He became an active supporter immediately after graduation, not really minding which cause he was supporting, only whether it was on the popular side of the issue.  Ethics weren’t his strongest attribute.  He found being on the easy side of a subject far more rewarding than being ethical. 

 

But being a supporter didn’t pay the bills, so he took a job on a lobbyist’s staff.  He was treated to a steak dinner the day he convinced a freshman congressman from an oil-producing area to support a tax on crude.  It was his second day on the job.

 

Ladders had never been a problem for him, and climbing this one came extra easy.  Within a year he had taken on his own lobbying roles.  Success, the next few years, was measured by the ton in increasing contacts and a booming net worth.  Once the owner of a used Honda, he now chose daily between a Corvette and an Escalade. 

 

Politicians began courting his favor, knowing their rivals would never provoke a snake full of so much vinegar and venom.  They used him to expose the vulnerabilities of their political foes.

 

But he used them more.  A master of subversion, he was soon leading them around on invisible leashes, playing congressman against congressman, and senator against senator.  

 

When the party contacted him about a bid for his own office, he jumped at the chance.  A natural at the game, he climbed the ranks quickly.  His already established alliances propelled him to positions of unprecedented power.  Naturally, the next step was a run at the greatest prize of all. 

 

Skilled at twisting the facts, he knew exactly what the crowds of screaming supporters needed to hear and he gave it to them like a firebrand.  He cut his opponents to pieces during debates.  No one could match his sharp tongue and quick wit.  Too adept at propaganda for his more experienced and principled opponents to compete with, it was over way before it even got started. 

 

Inevitably, he reached the White House.  The eight years that ensued nearly destroyed the foundations our government was built upon, but his popularity only grew.  He had been born to be the President of the People and his name would go down in infamy. 

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One Response to “FFCZeta: The Poltician by Jesse Click”

  1. Paul on July 11th, 2008 10:22 am

    Great story! Very unique.