When news that the former Vice President’s wife may have died during an extended interrogation session while in Federal custody leaked out, matters went from bad to worse in the Commonwealth of Virginia. Conspiracy theories flooded the airwaves and internet hubs, and the official media networks silenced and deplatformed any who spread them. They were all obvious lies after all, and no one should be allowed to spread such disinformation without consequences. Some people never even heard the rumors, because they were given no airtime on the mainstream networks. Other people skipped from network to network to follow the news and rumors as more and more investigators sought to find the missing Vice President’s wife.
Some thought the Second Great Depression was the end of America as we knew it. Others believed it was time to start a new golden age of America. They were all right in the end, though none exactly in the way they feared or hoped. There were many times when history proved to be in the balance. Times when the wrong thing done by the wrong person could have derailed everything we know happened. One of those times was when confidential sources began to spread the word that Ruby Freemon had died in Federal custody during an extended interrogation session. The Federal government denied the reports that former Vice President John Jefferson Freemon’s wife was dead, but they also refused all “proof of life” requests from the Freemon Family lawyer. That did not go over well with the political opposition.
A few years ago, family introduced me to Dot’s homestyle pretzels. Now I don’t like pretzels, and was quick to say that. They smiled and told me to try it. I fell in love that moment, and have generally kept some of them with me ever since. Almost always when I travel. They are that good. They recently came out with a new Southwest version, and as a lover of Mexican food, I was eager to try it. Hated it. So I resigned myself to the normal pretzels and went on with life. Until this weekend when I found out they now make some cheese crisp thing. I bought it, opened it, and thought they looked an awful lot like Cheetos. Then I ate them and agreed. A lot like Cheetos. Only better. And I like Cheetos. So now I have a new snack to look out for. So much exactly what my doctor wants for me. 😉
The northeastern counties of Virginia did not walk away from Richmond or Washington D.C. when the time came. Some tried. Most did not. There was too much historical inertia built up over the decades for them to reverse the flow of history in a few days or weeks. Those that tried were crushed under the weight of a bureaucracy that would not accept any competition. Even hemorrhaging money and power on a world-wide scale, the American Federal government could still take care of matters closer to home. They wielded what law enforcement, military, and media capabilities they retained to jail any political enemy they could, and destroy the fortunes and lives of those they could not. It was not a happy time for those who did not sufficiently support and acknowledge the very fair and honest election of the new President.
Most of the western, central, and southern Virginia counties simply walked away from Richmond when the capital ran out of the money to pay the soldiers and police it took to keep them in line. Gaining their freedom was not that simple though. Many disagreed with the idea, and in an age of convenient kitchen chemicals and commercial fireworks, those disagreements could become explosive. Those counties that broke with Richmond soon found themselves targeted by arsonists and worse. The military called it asymmetrical warfare. The counties trying to survive the end of civilization as they knew it called them terror attacks.
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