Wednesday, August 21, 2019

Page 154 of the paperback edition of The Defenseless

  Sample from my novel The Defenseless - Washington DC and a classroom in Colorado during the protests against US president Richard Nixon

  Chapter seven

  The May sun cast its light and heat at the huge gathering. Major banners swayed in the wind. The slogans written on the banners were steadily repeated by the masses:
  – AMERICA OUT OF VIETNAM. WE AMERICANS ARE FED UP WITH OUR SONS SACRIFICING THEIR LIVES FOR A DICTATORSHIP.
  And then:
  – PRESIDENT NIXON IS CORRUPT, PAID FOR AND BOUGHT BY THE MILITARY/INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX. GET RID OF THE PRESIDENT AND WE GET RID OF THE WAR. KICK NIXON OUT OF THE WHITE HOUSE.
  Several men and women stood on a platform in the midst of the seething humanity and screamed through megaphones. In the background one could glimpse the White House, surrounded by policemen and units from the army. A small, brown-haired young woman screamed:
  – Behold the Commander in Chief in his house of cards, protected by his soldiers. He doesn’t dare come to us, to descend from his throne. What a poor, pathetic coward.
  – COWARD, COWARD, COWARD.
  The TV-cameras were instantly directed at the Oval Office in the White House. Behind the impossible to break glass the familiar, wrinkled face of Richard Nixon appeared.
  In a classroom, on a TV-screen, half the country away they could all see every furrow in that face.
  – Damn, Linsey Kendall said very pleased. – That girl certainly gave him a nice slap in the face. Too bad we’re not there with her, with them, don’t you agree?
  Ted Cousin grunted something unintelligible, but another boy, who couldn’t avoid hearing what Linsey said virtually jumped from his chair, his face red in anger.
  – So, you would have wanted to be there, huh? He asked furiously. – So, you’re siding with those freaks?
  – They’re not freaks, Linsey protested. – They’re…
  – Linsey, Paul, the teacher interrupted them sharply. – We’ll discuss this broadly and thoroughly afterwards. I think most of

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