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“Clay Cumberland’s dead, as the whole world knows. I put five million into his presidential campaign, and I got three hours from him. Worst investment I ever made. Where will Snow stand on issues of importance to SI?” Harford asked.
“In all candor, I don’t know,” Rowley said, “but it doesn’t matter. We have the votes we need in Congress, and our inside Pentagon source is moving, even as we speak, to close the loop. Snow won’t even find his private toilet before we have this locked up.”
Theodore Justin Rowley, T.J. to his associates, was the president of his own company, a public relations firm that worked exclusively for politicians, governments, and the military, both domestic and foreign. Not in any respect as large as SI, T.J. Rowley & Associates was, nonetheless, a force to be reckoned with when image was needed. From political campaigns to outright deception and manipulation of public interest, Rowley knew exactly how, and just as important, when, to present the “truth” through his vast media resources. No longer referred to as public relations, the high concept term had become “perception management.” T.J. Rowley and Associates was the best in the world at creating it. His boiler room Internet chat sites spewed forth his personal brand of truth twenty-four hours a day, ridiculing anyone who thought differently. If you wanted your idea to be “true” and popular with the public, Rowley could make it so. On Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, and a hundred other blogs his operatives, mostly stay-in-their-room teenage nerds, had specific orders to combat any ideas contrary to T.J. Rowley & Associates’ opinion de jour .
Harford picked up where he left off. “And what about our progress for passage of the Domestic Tranquility bill? Is everything in place in the House and the Senate?”
Rowley nodded. “All done. Your choice of a project name was masterful. Even the liberals are onboard with the concept. Every congressman who addresses the issue invokes the Constitution when he’s speaking about it. I love it. It’s made my sales job that much easier.”
“That’s fine,” Harford commented. “On the operational side, I’ve arranged for an Irish associate to drop information into the European underground network. If all goes well, they’ll troll the bait. Then either the CIA or Homeland Security intelligence operatives will pick up on a warning, and if they act quickly, they’ll be fully aware of the coming domestic threat. Internal intelligence briefings to the congressional committee should do the rest, as far as passage of the bill is concerned.”
“Excellent,” Rowley said. “Are your operational people ready to react?”
Harford remained quiet for several long seconds before responding. He had long ago learned his basic premise: don’t share any information with subordinates. “You create the public perception, T.J. I’ll handle the rest.”
“Consider it done. Our congressional supporters have planted the seed, and General Wainscott has already created the position paper to reflect the insufficiency of an Army National Guard response to domestic terrorism. John, the upcoming California secession, whether it happens or not, only adds to our cause. America is in turmoil. SI will be the resource they turn to when domestic violence commences. Wainscott’s on it.”
Harford raised an eyebrow and cocked his head. “Don’t let him get too far ahead, T.J. Being prescient is one thing—being clairvoyant is another. Do you believe California will follow through? Will the president let them go without military action or declaring martial law?”
“We’ve had four presidents in as many months. What this newest one will do is uncertain, but after the Battle of Capital Mall in Sacramento—well named, I might add—who knows? I doubt he wants military bloodshed any more than Eastman did. A civil war over freeing the slaves was a moral cause which much of the world
“Clay Cumberland’s dead, as the whole world knows. I put five million into his presidential campaign, and I got three hours from him. Worst investment I ever made. Where will Snow stand on issues of importance to SI?” Harford asked.
“In all candor, I don’t know,” Rowley said, “but it doesn’t matter. We have the votes we need in Congress, and our inside Pentagon source is moving, even as we speak, to close the loop. Snow won’t even find his private toilet before we have this locked up.”
Theodore Justin Rowley, T.J. to his associates, was the president of his own company, a public relations firm that worked exclusively for politicians, governments, and the military, both domestic and foreign. Not in any respect as large as SI, T.J. Rowley & Associates was, nonetheless, a force to be reckoned with when image was needed. From political campaigns to outright deception and manipulation of public interest, Rowley knew exactly how, and just as important, when, to present the “truth” through his vast media resources. No longer referred to as public relations, the high concept term had become “perception management.” T.J. Rowley and Associates was the best in the world at creating it. His boiler room Internet chat sites spewed forth his personal brand of truth twenty-four hours a day, ridiculing anyone who thought differently. If you wanted your idea to be “true” and popular with the public, Rowley could make it so. On Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, and a hundred other blogs his operatives, mostly stay-in-their-room teenage nerds, had specific orders to combat any ideas contrary to T.J. Rowley & Associates’ opinion de jour .
Harford picked up where he left off. “And what about our progress for passage of the Domestic Tranquility bill? Is everything in place in the House and the Senate?”
Rowley nodded. “All done. Your choice of a project name was masterful. Even the liberals are onboard with the concept. Every congressman who addresses the issue invokes the Constitution when he’s speaking about it. I love it. It’s made my sales job that much easier.”
“That’s fine,” Harford commented. “On the operational side, I’ve arranged for an Irish associate to drop information into the European underground network. If all goes well, they’ll troll the bait. Then either the CIA or Homeland Security intelligence operatives will pick up on a warning, and if they act quickly, they’ll be fully aware of the coming domestic threat. Internal intelligence briefings to the congressional committee should do the rest, as far as passage of the bill is concerned.”
“Excellent,” Rowley said. “Are your operational people ready to react?”
Harford remained quiet for several long seconds before responding. He had long ago learned his basic premise: don’t share any information with subordinates. “You create the public perception, T.J. I’ll handle the rest.”
“Consider it done. Our congressional supporters have planted the seed, and General Wainscott has already created the position paper to reflect the insufficiency of an Army National Guard response to domestic terrorism. John, the upcoming California secession, whether it happens or not, only adds to our cause. America is in turmoil. SI will be the resource they turn to when domestic violence commences. Wainscott’s on it.”
Harford raised an eyebrow and cocked his head. “Don’t let him get too far ahead, T.J. Being prescient is one thing—being clairvoyant is another. Do you believe California will follow through? Will the president let them go without military action or declaring martial law?”
“We’ve had four presidents in as many months. What this newest one will do is uncertain, but after the Battle of Capital Mall in Sacramento—well named, I might add—who knows? I doubt he wants military bloodshed any more than Eastman did. A civil war over freeing the slaves was a moral cause which much of the world
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