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Excited Delirium Chapter 70: Aftershocks (Get Garamond)

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Author’s Note: The following is Chapter 70 of the my online book “Excited Delirium”. Please post comments. Please tell your friends about this story. If you’ve missed a chapter, please click here for Chapter 1 (Prelude) or here for the full index.

“I have something to tell you,” Diana said to Kite once she pulled him aside.

“Go for it. I don’t think anything can surprise me any more,” Kite responded frankly.

“I’m surprised you haven’t wondered at my connections and my desire to explore and expose the OMNINet, have you?” she queried.

“I did. For a nanosecond. Most of the people that hire me don’t want me to ask questions about who they are or what they do. They just want me to do what they ask. And they don’t want me to ask anything of them after we’ve agreed on rates.”

“Fair enough,” Diana answered thoughtfully. “But I think it’s about time that you discovered what my motive is with this.”

“OK. If you really want me to know. I mean, we’re not playing Halloween anymore. No masks. So we might as well have no lies.”

“Well, it all starts with someone that I was dating once,” she started.
Kite had to work very hard not to roll his eyes. The stories always went like this and they never changed: she’s bitter about someone with OMNINet, she hates them, she destroys the company by proxy, thereby destroying everything the company dude stands for. Sub in ‘golden fleece’ or “Troy’ for ‘company’ and the story has been repeated for the last six or seven thousand years.

“Sure. It usually does,” he tried to say as seriously as possible. He couldn’t help being a smart ass. It was a defensive play that came to him naturally to protect him from the history of verbal and more often, physical abuse he’d received as a quasi-nerd.

“Anyways, I uh … I used to date this guy who works for OMNINet today. Actually, I was made to. He was brutal and cruel and I felt had to stomach the relationship because my father wanted me to date him. I tolerated this stupidity because I was young and insecure. I was not an attractive girl when I was a teen and I felt like it was something that I should abide by.”

“Wow. Harsh.” Kite was starting to see something of himself in Diana. He was starting understand that he wasn’t alone with having a shitty youth and wasn’t the only person growing up who was surrounded by know-it-all jock bullies.
“Anyways, my father decided that his actions constituted their own version of divine intervention and he believed that our child would be the Chosen One or the second coming of the Messiah.”

“Jesus Christ!” Kite yelled out loud, not picking up on the irony of his exclamation. “Talk about delusions of grandeur!”

Diana couldn’t help but crack a grin. “I pulled you aside because I finally felt comfortable telling you this, although I’m surprised you didn’t figure it out earlier. Really: if you pulled to a distance in what’s been happening, you should have seen it coming for miles,” she offered, giving him a chance to digest what she was getting at.

“Holy shit!” He blurted out. “You’re Garamond’s daughter!” Kite concluded after a few moments pause.

“Yeah. Unfortunately. Sometimes, I feel like I’m the daughter of the most evil man on the planet. He does everything in the name of religion and takes and takes and takes. Rarely does he give, unless it translates to a good PR opportunity.”

“Man, I’ve gotta let this brew for a few minutes. I honestly had no idea. I thought you were just some pissed off employee or girlfriend of a dude who put in too much time on the desk with his hot co-worker. I had no idea you were … connected.”

“Well, OK, but let’s not dwell on it for too long,” Diana said, somewhat impatiently, realizing that they had a lot of work to do.

“But what about the dude? Who was that?”

“Take a wild guess.”

“It wasn’t Eddie was it?”

“Are you kidding? I’d get more pregnant humping a post in the winter-time that I would if I were to hook up with Manchester.”

Kite chuckled. “Yeah … you’ve got him nailed.”

“Well, technically, not,” she said, smirking back.

“OK. This could go on all night. Who’s. The. Dude?” Kite said, putting a staccato punch on each word.

“Hadlock. Simon Hadlock. He was supposed to be my husband and ‘divine intervener’. Luckily, he was far from it and we never had a child. I left him and I haven’t spoken to my father since.”

“And here I am right in the middle of a Greek tragedy,” Kite joked as he started to understand the full consequences of his employer’s wishes.

[Author’s Note: I conceived of this plot component in 2006 and wrote most of these chapters into the story of ‘Excited Delirium’ during the course of 2007. I was stunned like the rest of the world when a tragic earthquake struck the province of Sichuan on May 12, 2008. Please believe me that I do not want to ‘profit’ from the suffering that the hundreds of thousands in this quake experienced. I remind all readers that this is a work of fiction and that my goals are to speak to the symbolic reference that’s used in the numerology along with the viewpoint of one fictional cult concerning the fate of the Chinese.]

(Note: “Excited Delirium” is a work of fiction. Any person, place or thing depicted in this work of fiction is also a work of fiction. Any relation of these subjects or characters to real locations, people or things are an unintentional coincidence.)

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Excited Delirium Chapter 67: Aftershocks: China Scene of Devastation

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Author’s Note: The following is Chapter 67 of the my online book “Excited Delirium”. Please post comments. Please tell your friends about this story. If you’ve missed a chapter, please click here for Chapter 1 (Prelude) or here for the full index.

It was late in the evening, Beijing time, when the first murmurs of life started to show in what was once a great city.

Before the Olympics were set to start in August, the estimated population was 17 million, but that official number barely accounted for the 2-4 million people that inhabited the hutong, or mazes of alleyways, that surrounded the city.  That number was, thankfully, depleted significantly due a government edict that “encouraged” people to leave for holidays and to rent properties to incoming tourists and sports enthusiasts.  That, and the actual brutal program of shoving a vast majority of unwanted people out of the city so that it would be clean and presentable for the onslaught of the visitors.

These guesses and figures are important, because to this day, there is still a significant amount of disagreement concerning the number of people that were killed in the Great ’08 and most now acknowledge that we will never know how many people paid with their lives for the ambitions of a select few in North America.

Final official statements were that more than two million either died or were classified as missing (and never found) during and after the Quake.  The majority of these people were unsuspecting tourists.

In the past, China had kept the door shut on any interference from international bodies when disaster struck, be it natural or man-made, and in the hours and days that followed, the response was no different, but for reasons that many would not have expected.

The largest government in the world resides in Beijing where the President of the People’s Republic of China (PROC) chairs the National People’s Congress, a party that consists of nearly 3,000 elected seats.  These elected officials are supported by tens of thousands of bureaucrats.  Few survived the Great ’08 as few were prepared for the fierceness of this seemingly natural attack on their nation.  They were preparing to show the world how great China was and they paid with their lives as others sought to bring about a cataclysmic shock.

The original plan for Garamond, Hadlock and a long line of others that wanted China wiped from the map was to marginalize its government.  Without an official government, China would wander and fail to respond to desperate pleas from the international community as people arrived at their doors with open hands and buckets of cash.

Most officials of China were now crushed under a tomb of angry steel fingers that squeezed the life out of them when the “Bird’s Nest” – the official Olympic Ceremonies Stadium built specifically for the Olympics – collapsed after the 9.8 Richter scale earthquake and smaller, yet still significant, ripples shocked through the city.  The building was crushed as easily as a collection of toy cars get thrown when a child shakes out a small rug.

A headless state, regardless of where it’s located, results in two things:  the loss of a lot of blood and the appearance of heroes who try to squelch the pandemonium.

If there was sufficient leadership and guidance, particularly with the intent of digging into the rubble and pulling out a satisfactory status quo, the crisis in China would not have drawn as much attention as it did.

Problems would have been solved, people might have been saved and countless millions might still be with us.  Or so we in the West were lead to believe as out politicians descended on the state and began seeking ways to interject private companies and public charities on the will of the Chinese.

By Monday morning, reps from all of the divisions of the OMNINet, along with many other companies, sat in emergency boats and container ships in the Bay of Bo Hai, which is the closest body of water near Beijing.  They sat in media rooms and press galleries around the world, waiting to press the ‘enter’ button that would flood the market with stories about how evil the Chinese Empire is and how it needs to be changed.  They sat in the offices of Congressmen, EU officials and in Asian foreign affairs departments, patiently waiting for the command to proceed with plans.

All the eager personnel needed to begin their commercial and mission-like invasion of the unsuspecting and living inhabitants was the nod from OMNINet management.

For those people who were there, none will ever forget the events that transpired within just 72 hours of the worst disaster in modern history.

[Author’s Note: I conceived of this plot component in 2006 and wrote most of these chapters into the story of ‘Excited Delirium’ during the course of 2007. I was stunned like the rest of the world when a tragic earthquake struck the province of Sichuan on May 12, 2008. Please believe me that I do not want to ‘profit’ from the suffering that the hundreds of thousands in this quake experienced. I remind all readers that this is a work of fiction and that my goals are to speak to the symbolic reference that’s used in the numerology along with the viewpoint of one fictional cult concerning the fate of the Chinese.]

(Note: “Excited Delirium” is a work of fiction. Any person, place or thing depicted in this work of fiction is also a work of fiction. Any relation of these subjects or characters to real locations, people or things are an unintentional coincidence.)

Read more with Chapter 68

Did you miss a chapter? If so, click here to see all chapters or click here to go to Excited Delirium: Chapter 1 (Prelude)

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Excited Delirium Book: Chapter 64 (The Great 08 Quake)

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Author’s Note: The following is Chapter 64 of the my online book “Excited Delirium”. Please post comments. Please tell your friends about this story. If you’ve missed a chapter, please click here for Chapter 1 (Prelude) or here for the full index .

The vague and distant tremors felt in Beijing might have been mistaken for a train rushing through town. Or joyous celebrations in a stadium packed to the brim with people watching a football game. Or maybe even a low angry growl of a feril dog that had not been fed, warning passersby to stay away.

These were the trepid and barely noticeable rumblings that would bring forth what would soon be known as the “Great ’08, the Quake that Altered the World”.

The 20th century has seen more significant natural disasters than any other century. Some even say combined. It’s because of this escalation in nature’s wrath against mankind that many religious leaders and sects claim that we are approaching what they call the “End Days”. To these people, these are the times when God, Shiva, Allah or even Fenrir come to molest and devour everything that we know because we’ve molested and devoured everything that they’ve given us. The term for this belief is ‘eschatology’ and it’s a prevalent and doom-ridden ideology that has accelerated the end of our world out of a sense of carelessness and negligence. Continue reading

Excited Delirium Book: Chapter 63 (Sasha Pigeon’s Funeral)

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Author’s Note: The following is Chapter 63 of the my online book "Excited Delirium". Please post comments. Please tell your friends about this story. If you’ve missed a chapter, please click here for Chapter 1 (Prelude) or here for the full index .

Sasha Pigeon would have taken great pleasure in knowing that his wake was the same day as the start of the Olympics in China. Unfortunately, this day would also live in the memories of billions around the globe as a day of horror, a day of shock and the day on which the world changed forever.

August 8, 2008 would live in the genetic history of humankind forever, like the Kennedy assassination or the intentional destruction of the Twin Towers at the World Trade Centre.

Sasha Pigeon had always loved the opening ceremonies of the Olympics. The euphoric sense of celebration. The repetition of the ‘peace and love’ message that permeated the conflicting sense of competition. The elaborate over-the-top staging and drama that was designed to outdo the previous activity. The open ceremonies seemed to him like a few hours of watching a live version of ‘Fantasia’. Continue reading

Excited Delirium Book: Chapter 60 (Eddie Brings Files Back to Kite)

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Author’s Note: The following is Chapter 60 of the my online book "Excited Delirium". Please post comments. Please tell your friends about this story. If you’ve missed a chapter, please click here for Chapter 1 (Prelude) or here for the full index

August 7, 2008

Eddie flew from the OMNINet building as quickly as he could, knowing that it was just a matter of time before someone realized what he had done. He thought for a moment about the welfare of Forest Samson, but the thought lasted about as long as an urbanite waits when a light turns green. Despite his rush, he didn’t want to look too far out of sorts, because it was still early afternoon. Most people don’t rush out of the OMNINet buildings until late in the day. Very late.

He turned towards the hotel where Kite was staying and where he had told him to go to when he was finished his ‘mission’.

Strangely, he would have never known this before now, but the last 20 minutes were probably the most insane and invigorating minutes of his life, as sad as that might sound. He now understood one of the reasons why Kite did what he did. Continue reading