Alan Dale - Death Nation's Army 01 (8 page)

It happened too subtly for the Alexis and their patriarch Norman. The siblings’ father used to be a police officer for the Oak Lawn law enforcement agency. He saw it all in his first 22 years on the job and was moving closer to retirement when he began to see the ‘signs.’ Many didn’t accept it, but rumors began to circulate that the grand plan to hatch the NWO occurred during the fall of the Berlin Wall. Others were even less accepting while these allegiances between the elite power brokers of most of the world’s biggest players – the United States, Japan, Saudi Arabia, Iran, Russia, Germany, China, Argentina, Mexico, Pakistan, United Arab Emirates, Italy, Spain, the United Kingdom, and France – were being interwoven, created, mapped out, and plotted, the advent of the World Wide Web made this task even easier. Norman would hear the talk during the second Gulf War, when his kids were both attending middle school, and the weirdness of so many aspects of the conflict didn’t add up.

Why attack a region with plenty of oil and zero connections to the destruction of the World Trade Center in 2001? Why would gas prices continue to go upward while fuel companies were raking in billions of dollars? Why, when all this was happening, did the United States’ insurance companies seem to universally begin to pull the plug on almost anyone and everyone in order to either fleece or basically murder the ill? Why would some of the biggest financial institutions receive major bailout money in 2008 to help them from caving In, but those who granted those the lifeline would allow those failing companies to continue to spend their new monies on anything but fixing the problem? The rich kept getting richer and smaller in number, while the borderline wealthy took their fair share of hits and the middle class disappeared and the poor became even more desperate. Norman used to say the government could get away with it because of the grand conspiracy in the educational field. Ever since corporal punishment was eliminated from schools in the 70s, violence between the walls of academia increased hundreds of percent’s. He would lament when Bridjett and Shad came home from school how the educational system was a daycare center on steroids and a brainwashing center to boot.

“
Jean,” he would tell their mother. “They care more about the kids’ feelings than the simple facts that these kids aren’t learning a damn thing!” Their father would thunder, exasperated as he would read Shad’s essays that got an A and wonder, “how the Hell did you get an A on this? I mean, sure it’s fine, but an A? You are smarter than this and besides there are a ton of grammatical mistakes.”

Shad would simply take his father’s words as ways to keep him motivated. He knew his father believed in him and wanted his son to hold higher expectations. But, what is a father to do when he only sees his kid a tenth of the time that the school system entrusted to educate does? What happens when those hard working parents have to enlist the services of an institution that does not have your child’s best interests at heart?

“
All they have done is given kids all these damned rights to cry and get top grades,” Norman would yell the more he drank. “You take away their natural ability to use critical thinking skills, rise against adversity, fight for what’s right, etc. etc. When these damn kids go through their most important years simply getting ribbons and medals for showing up and better grades because they cry, when do they learn how to rise to the challenge when the chips are down?”

Shad always battled Norman for what he felt he deserved. But, Norman thought it was his son losing the tug of war between right and wrong as the corrupt school system - a by-product of the government’s grand plan to de-ball its future greatest challengers – was winning Shad’s affection. Shad never had to work hard to make a team or get good grades. He knew how to use his big brown eyes and find a way to make the teachers and coaches melt and usually give up the fight to give the kid what he wanted. Shad liked that a bunch of strangers made life easier for him while his father, a man he
indeed
loved, found a way to always make his life miserable.

So was it really such a hard choice?

Bridjett, on the other hand, was her father’s daughter. She never relied on her natural beauty – a mix of her mother’s strong good looks and physique fused with Norman’s darker skin and deep, bright, eyes – and was determined to do the right thing by executing it the right way. She was her father’s daughter and she hung on her dad’s every word.

The little girl would hear her father’s gripes almost daily. She would sit on the couch next to him, reading her
Harry Potter
books while Norman grumbled as he read the evening newspaper. As she got older, she would study in the kitchen and could still hear her father’s dismay float over to her as he continued to torture himself in his favorite lounge chair, reading the God damned newspaper.

The two Alexi offspring got older and when both attended Richards High School, Shad was the big, stud, athlete everyone adored, while Bridjett became the ‘hottest girl in school who didn’t know it.’ Every one of her brothers’ football or basketball buddies would make moves on her while she would either throw insults, spit, or at times, kick one of the barbarians in the balls.

Her boy of choice was always the hard working, educated kid. She knew, deep down, she was blessed with a body of a woman ten years her senior. Bridjett knew which of her teachers would have gone to prison just for one chance to have her stay after class for anything other than academic pursuits. It didn’t matter. She was a believer in Charles Darwin and held no doubt one day
the survival of the fittest
would come into play tenfold and she planned to surround herself with the elite to survive.

As Norman’s career wound down, he continued to see more of the destructive nature of the society he lived in. He called the advance of reality television shows as the government teaming with Hollywood to create more stimuli for people to enjoy watching the demise and embarrassment of other people. He called shows like
Jackass
a perfect example of this need to watch the failure of others and torture porn movies like
Hostel
and
Saw, as
more sad reasons to fear the day the people of America would come under assault from another country or worse, its own government.

“
We lack community, we lack togetherness,” Norman would be even drunker now. “Our military is weaker than ever before. Those kids fighting for us? Shit, they’ve come out of the same educational system that has destroyed our kids for decades. I’d put my money on any World War I unit in hand-to-hand against any of those camouflage-dressed pussies we throw out there today.”

Norman would rail against a socialist educational system – “standardized testing, sounds like socialism to me” – while Jean would knit or bake trying not to fail to support her husband while also not standing against him. Jean was the family’s backbone and always loved and believed in her husband, even if she felt he was wasting his valuable time on earth trying to fight a fight bigger than him.

“
But somebody has to, Jeanie.” He would tell her before kissing her good night on more than one occasion.

When Shad and Bridjett left home, hoping to excel in their respective universities – Shad attended classes at Northwestern until the world turned upside down – when Norman’s rants began to bear fruit. Bridjett moved into a little place with one of her high school girlfriends and took classes at Morton Community College and started her seminal career as a public servant working at one of the trillion Starbucks within the Chicago city limits.

Insurance companies declared bankruptcy on a national scale and suddenly only persons working in a higher tax bracket would receive discounted rates to stay alive in their battles against diabetes, arthritis, gout, and even worse ailments. One had to pay in full just to get basic prescriptions, prescriptions that would cost sometimes hundreds of dollars for company executives and janitors alike.

The individual’s civil rights became pinched almost daily. Freedom of speech was also under attack. People were losing their jobs for not agreeing with a religion, sexual preference, movie or music choices, or who they thought was the best third baseman of all time. What was once considered America’s greatest right was slowly becoming free only if it didn’t cost the other person any quantified negative reaction.

Or as Norman liked to say, “if they rolled out of bed one day and decided to become a pussy.”

More and more people were being told to be tolerant of persons they preferred not to associate with. Soon, those who possessed issues against other races or gays were fined and sometimes even imprisoned. Everyone knew if you told people how to feel and what to like, even adults would regress and act like children and do or like just the opposite.

Later, when a large group of parents across the country started noticing their kids almost rehearsing answers to questions, in almost identical patterns of cadence, intensity, and showing the same lack of depth, they became concerned and formed a march on Washington. Three days later, all of those millions of parents found out they would lose their children to the foster care system and eventually would be arrested for treason.

Curfews slowly grew across the country as more and more violence took to the streets. Now it wasn’t just black-on-black, black-on-white, white-on-white, straight-on-gay. It was the haves-on-have nots. The bottom rung of the totem pole began to find itself more aggrieved than usual and began to fight back.

It wasn’t just in the United States either. It was everywhere.

The uprisings in the Middle East – Egypt, Syria, and Libya back in 2011 – would start a worldwide trend to fight back against the very questionable practices of their elite infrastructures.

Governments were led by people who rose by virtue of birthright rather than having earned it. Over 90 percent of the American government was littered with men and women who grew up in households where the medium income was over $95,000 a year. A bunch of silver spoon kids telling the day-to-day, check-to-check grinders, how to survive and work hard.

“
Are you fucking kidding me,” Norman would scream before he would pass out drunk.

Norman’s pension was still intact but the social security system crashed in the 2020s so he was out of luck to double up his fortune.

All that time, the new, growing aristocracy – the New World Order – began to rise behind those touched men and women around the world who slowly got less and less nervous about putting the world’s populace behind the eight ball.

They held their militaries, their monies, their health, and thus, all the power.

Eventually, the building of ten new worlds begun, at first quietly, and later with zest when it was obvious it was too late for anyone to do anything.

Also, the NWO started its new practice with the hope of ‘changing the world,’ and helping those without insurance to find a way to overcome death and disease:

By testing on death row inmates, worldwide.

The announcement came at the same time a new ‘financial’ establishment, or aristocracy in the eyes of most, was made official. The NWO would work to create a worldwide network of communication they said would bolster a world infrastructure where no one – not the poor in Africa, nor the indigent in Papua New Guinea – would be off the world’s radar. These brave, creative, and wealthy souls would unify the entire globe as one people, one constituency and no one would go below the people’s radar. No one would be forgotten.

What they weren’t telling the people was they were also guaranteeing no one would get away.

With the economies crashing, unemployment at a worldwide high of 46 percent and climbing, the riots slowly began and the people were on the verge of a worldwide revolution and the NWO – led by Drako Fortellis, a man of Greek descent who eventually became one of the biggest communications moguls in Russia and ultimately the planet – made the easy decision to shut the world down.

The NWO army would become a force consisting of millions of the greatest soldiers joined as one fighting unit. They were then given 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.