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“GO FOR IT”

by OPOVV, ©2014

NAFTA took effect on January 1, 1994

(Sep. 2, 2014) — ACT I

Curtain rises on the stage set as a communication center, with banks of computers, radios and TV’s covering stage rear. Sounds of teletype machines and typewriters are heard. Stage right and left are walls adorned with National Geographic maps. There are various card tables scattered around the stage, many of them manned by people in military uniforms with headphones on, writing on legal pads. The atmosphere is one of frenzied, but under control, activity. We see, on a large screen, right, pictures of Muslims jumping into the American Embassy’s pool in Tripoli, Libya.

The General at the middle table picks up a telephone and begins to speak: “Sir, the drone is over the embassy now. We have it on screen. Yes, sir, there are three missiles locked on now. All we need is your authorization and the next we’ll see of that compound will be one big crater. Roger that, sir.”

The noise ceases while all eyes turn toward the screen where the picture flashes white and then to what reminds us of the great meteor crater in Arizona. Everyone jumps up and cheers.

Another large screen, center, comes to life where we see Palestinians/Hezbollah/Hamas protesters. Another General talks into a phone: “Sir, we’ve a bunch of protesters in Gaza. Must be 6,000, maybe more. We have missiles at the ready. Roger that, sir, they’re on their way now.”

All eyes turn toward the screen that shows the protesters; screen goes white, then comes back on showing what looks like the great meteor crater in Arizona. Cheers erupt. Someone passes around party favors, hats, horns, whistles, streamers.

Screen left comes on and shows an ISIS convoy. Sounds of a party, with Elvis singing “Let’s Have a Party” are heard.

Curtain is lowered.

ACT II

Curtain rises to the sounds of the Sons of the Pioneers singing “Cool Water.” Stage is set as the southern border. There is a group of Border Agents, stage right, armed with flashlight and diaper bags.

One agent, the Capitan, says, as he lowers his binoculars: “I think another group is about to cross. Now, you all know what to do: give them half of what you have. Open your wallets to prove that you are sincere in welcoming them into our country. Jack, you said you have a college fund set up for your kid. That goes, too.”

Jack: “But they get their college education for free.  Why should I have to give them Joey’s college money?”

Capitan: “Because we’re Americans, you’re an American. And we follow orders. Ah, the phone is ringing. I just hope it’s the call we’re all waiting for. Capitan Tom, Section 4, Grid 4. Yes, loud and clear. Thank you. Over and out. Men, see that duffel bag over there? Snap to it.”

The men put their wallets away, throw down the diaper bags and run over to the duffle bag where they extract shotguns and assault rifles. The men line up, at attention, in front of the Capitan.

Capitan: “Alright. Now, we’ve all gone over this enough times to know what to do. Little kids and women we scare; young men we really scare, maybe wound; adult males shoot to kill. Got it?’

Sounds of “Yes, sir!” and “We got it, boy, do we got it.”

Curtain lowers as sounds of full automatic gunfire are heard, punctuated with shotgun blasts.

ACT III

Curtain rises on a boardroom, twenty people seated around a large table. The chairman, a woman, pounds the gravel: “This meeting is under way. The purpose is for us to agree on just one thing; well, three things. 1) to become, today, energy-independent; 2) to go after our enemies in every way possible, starting with yanking the so-called China’s ‘most favored trading partner’ to abolishing NAFTA, at least with Mexico.  The Canadian agreement we keep; and, 3) to honor the word ‘illegal’ to mean illegal: Lois Lerner, Eric Holder (Muslim Brotherhood admirer), you’re going to jail, and deportations. Now, any questions, discussion?”

One says: “Works for me. I say we go for it. I make a motion that we go for it.”

Another says: “Yep, go for it. I second the motion.”

Chairman: “Let’s vote. All for it? Great. Stay put, I’ve a phone call to make. Yes, Chairman of the Committee calling. It went just the way we thought it would go. Goodbye, Arab oil, China and Mexico. You’ll sign it all and start the wheels rolling by noon, today? That’s just great, sir. Thank you.”

“Well, you heard it. Another step forward in getting our country back. This meeting is hereby adjourned.”

Curtain lowers as the people around the table clap, shake hands, and laugh.

FINI

Semper Fi

OPOVV