story time!

Mar 10, 2004 19:22

i wrote a long entry in detention today. it was on paper, so i'll have to type it. for now, you get to read my english story.


It took until the day of the election for Bob to realize that he didn’t particularly want to be president. Faced with this newly found realization, Bob had to decide what to do with his current situation. Should he drop out of the election? The hammer in his hand was waiting for its instruction. After all, the other candidate certainly wanted to be president. But there was Melinda, Bob’s wife. She would be very disappointed if he dropped out.

Everybody knew that Bob was going to win this election by the magnitude of a tsunami, at least. His opponent had been put to shame in a news report earlier this night that stated that in a pole taken by their station, 98% of citizens would be voting for Bob tonight. He wasn’t surprised to hear about this, his opponent was accused of running a child pornography web site near the end of the election, which was too late for his party to choose a new candidate. Things of this nature had happened relatively frequently to Bob’s political opponents. Usually he had to do it, but Melinda helped this time. Nobody can survive politically after a child pornography accusation is made against him. Their reputation is immediately and permanently tarnished. Bob had never previously dwelled upon whether his process for being elected was fair or not. He had always just assumed that the same means were open to his opponents if they so chose to use them, so it must be fair. When he mentioned the ethics of these strategies to Melinda, she said that ethics can be different for everybody, so it was good for them to use their own system of moral standards.

Melinda had helped Bob with his political career from the beginning, even when he was mayor of his home city of Texas, in the state of Alabama. Whenever he had doubted himself or his career choice, she supported him and his goal to become president. It even seemed like it was her goal for him to be president. She always pushed for him to work diligently.

Suddenly Bob understood that the life he had chosen was not his. Melinda was the puppet master of Bob’s political play. The hammer promptly dropped, sparking the black powder in Bob’s revolver. Bob had dropped out of the race.
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