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the one command:
Clean out the streets and send the rubbish home.
As more and more people were sent into the relative, tentative safety of their homes, the testing on death-row inmates across the world continued at Test Zone Zero which was located in Australia, just outside Perth.
Little did the NWO, the world’s population, and the Alexi family know what was next.
Well, maybe Norman knew all along.
Bridjett would come home from grade, middle, and junior high schools and Norman would already be home, watching the television spew its messages of fear and loathing. She ultimately began to take part in this little exercise.
“ Your kids are in danger!”
“ Anyone can be a terrorist! Call authorities the minute you suspect criminal or suspicious behavior!”
“ No Child Left Behind will better out student achievement!”
The declarations of a world gone mad slowly became a place where no one could do anything. It first started with people getting arrested for not liking homosexuals or opposite ethnicities to eventually people losing their jobs and social standing for simply supporting the music, movies, or art made by people who stood against the current tide and shouted so to the rooftops.
Citizens were eventually enrolled in “Standard Thinking” classes where everyone was forced to attend at least one, two-hour session a week or face financial penalty and possible jail time. The purpose was to clean the “evil off of our streets,” and press “Our Reality” propaganda.
“ Our Reality” was a NWO-sponsored program created to educate the population on how to be a better member of the new, changing, society.
Norman called it brainwashing of the mass populace to conform.
Bridjett remembers the day she first saw Draco Fortellis speak to the world. She watched along with her parents and brother during her first Christmas vacation back home after leaving for college. Shad appeared to maintain his bright-eyed and bushy-tailed demeanor. It appeared more and more to her that Shad was still clueless to what was going on around them just as long as he was treated like a star on the Evanston campus and got plenty of ass. Sometimes Bridjett wondered how a big brother could so easily be someone not to look up to.
Fortellis was then named President and Head Magistrate of the New World Order. It was the first ever, State of the People, address, shot out to every nation in the world. The whole planet became one populace to govern. The soon-to-be future residents of the building Utopias were the exception.
“ Wonderful people of the Order,” Draco began. “It pleases me to no end to address you as the first, true, leader of the planet earth. Having been named the leader of the NWO is a great honor and a crippling responsibility. Yes, I want this position, but I know at what cost this chair will hold to my mental and emotional state if for the only reason being I realize I will never make all of a world of eight billion people happy.
“ But that’s the reason why we are here now anyway, isn’t it? I am not here, the New World Order isn’t here because the people needed to be happy, right? No. It is because you didn’t see and listen to the evil that bled from our hearts and minds and into our mouth and fists and actions until it poured into our streets.”
Norman swore silently at the television screen and Bridjett saw his fists clench on top of the armrests of his favorite recliner. Shad? He simply watched, mesmerized.
“ For years we warned people their actions would lead to consequences many would never have dreamed of. Some say since the rise of the Order and its place as the one, true, governing body, that this is simply an excuse to take over most resources available to mankind. But, no…,” Draco paused and his beady, bright, blue eyes, bore a hole in the cameras as they waited for him to go on. The pause was for dramatic effect. “No. We are not taking control of anything the people themselves
Clean out the streets and send the rubbish home.
As more and more people were sent into the relative, tentative safety of their homes, the testing on death-row inmates across the world continued at Test Zone Zero which was located in Australia, just outside Perth.
Little did the NWO, the world’s population, and the Alexi family know what was next.
Well, maybe Norman knew all along.
Bridjett would come home from grade, middle, and junior high schools and Norman would already be home, watching the television spew its messages of fear and loathing. She ultimately began to take part in this little exercise.
“ Your kids are in danger!”
“ Anyone can be a terrorist! Call authorities the minute you suspect criminal or suspicious behavior!”
“ No Child Left Behind will better out student achievement!”
The declarations of a world gone mad slowly became a place where no one could do anything. It first started with people getting arrested for not liking homosexuals or opposite ethnicities to eventually people losing their jobs and social standing for simply supporting the music, movies, or art made by people who stood against the current tide and shouted so to the rooftops.
Citizens were eventually enrolled in “Standard Thinking” classes where everyone was forced to attend at least one, two-hour session a week or face financial penalty and possible jail time. The purpose was to clean the “evil off of our streets,” and press “Our Reality” propaganda.
“ Our Reality” was a NWO-sponsored program created to educate the population on how to be a better member of the new, changing, society.
Norman called it brainwashing of the mass populace to conform.
Bridjett remembers the day she first saw Draco Fortellis speak to the world. She watched along with her parents and brother during her first Christmas vacation back home after leaving for college. Shad appeared to maintain his bright-eyed and bushy-tailed demeanor. It appeared more and more to her that Shad was still clueless to what was going on around them just as long as he was treated like a star on the Evanston campus and got plenty of ass. Sometimes Bridjett wondered how a big brother could so easily be someone not to look up to.
Fortellis was then named President and Head Magistrate of the New World Order. It was the first ever, State of the People, address, shot out to every nation in the world. The whole planet became one populace to govern. The soon-to-be future residents of the building Utopias were the exception.
“ Wonderful people of the Order,” Draco began. “It pleases me to no end to address you as the first, true, leader of the planet earth. Having been named the leader of the NWO is a great honor and a crippling responsibility. Yes, I want this position, but I know at what cost this chair will hold to my mental and emotional state if for the only reason being I realize I will never make all of a world of eight billion people happy.
“ But that’s the reason why we are here now anyway, isn’t it? I am not here, the New World Order isn’t here because the people needed to be happy, right? No. It is because you didn’t see and listen to the evil that bled from our hearts and minds and into our mouth and fists and actions until it poured into our streets.”
Norman swore silently at the television screen and Bridjett saw his fists clench on top of the armrests of his favorite recliner. Shad? He simply watched, mesmerized.
“ For years we warned people their actions would lead to consequences many would never have dreamed of. Some say since the rise of the Order and its place as the one, true, governing body, that this is simply an excuse to take over most resources available to mankind. But, no…,” Draco paused and his beady, bright, blue eyes, bore a hole in the cameras as they waited for him to go on. The pause was for dramatic effect. “No. We are not taking control of anything the people themselves
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