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The Package. Protocol to Rescue America.
A few months ago I got a call from one of my former students, Jackie Lee. I was extremely surprised because I had not seen nor heard from him in 20 years, which would make him approximately 40 years old. I was surprised but delighted to hear from him.
"How did you get my number after 20 years?"
"Professor, there's no number in the world that I can't get."
"What have you been doing dear? " I asked.
"I've been living in Sybella and working for their government."
"Doing what?" I inquired.
"Well," he said, "It is a long story."
I affirmed, " You remember me, I love to hear stories."
"That's why I contacted you. Professor, it's the longest story one man ever wrote." He explained, "Professor, I'm going to tell you a saga. I want you to be honest with me and tell me what you think about it." Jokingly, I said, "Absolution? Sure, Jackie. Everything is a story. Everything is conceived. Nothing is ever as it seems outside of a man's imagination. Tell me what you wrote."
He continued, "They came for me when I was about thirty years old. I was living in New York. I was a copywriter for the largest advertising corporation in the world. I had made over two billion dollars for my company. Not only was I a scriptwriter, but I had become the greatest salesman in the world.
I am fluent in Sybellin, so I worked in the international community as well.
You taught me to be creative."
I said,
"Of course Jackie, that's what I was there for. Those early years in New York were amazing. Some of my students have done remarkably well. I'm so proud of you because you were my best student."
He continued,
"I am an American, however, my family, as you remember, are immigrants from Sybella. Their government engaged me and several other Sybellaian Americans to join a Think Tank. Two days after they engaged me, I was taken on a luxury government plane to Sybella. I headed a coalition of twenty young Sybellaian-American psychologists, economists, historians, philosophers, poets, filmmakers, scientists, and scriptwriters. We were to be a creative think-tank. Our supposed theoretical problem was how to conquer an enemy country without firing one bullet.
Of course, the question was purely hypothetical. Unfortunately, it was easy for me because I had a successful background in scenario writing. Our living quarters were luxurious, but we were sworn to silence. We wanted for nothing. But we could not contact our families or loved ones. Yet every month they sent our loved ones a considerable check.
In the inception, every month, one of our think-tank members disappeared. I was lucky because I was a researcher, and I had studied, finance, history, psychology, philosophy, and the whole nine yards. I was able to synthesize all elements of our theory. I give credit to you. Remember what you said,...
"How did you get my number after 20 years?"
"Professor, there's no number in the world that I can't get."
"What have you been doing dear? " I asked.
"I've been living in Sybella and working for their government."
"Doing what?" I inquired.
"Well," he said, "It is a long story."
I affirmed, " You remember me, I love to hear stories."
"That's why I contacted you. Professor, it's the longest story one man ever wrote." He explained, "Professor, I'm going to tell you a saga. I want you to be honest with me and tell me what you think about it." Jokingly, I said, "Absolution? Sure, Jackie. Everything is a story. Everything is conceived. Nothing is ever as it seems outside of a man's imagination. Tell me what you wrote."
He continued, "They came for me when I was about thirty years old. I was living in New York. I was a copywriter for the largest advertising corporation in the world. I had made over two billion dollars for my company. Not only was I a scriptwriter, but I had become the greatest salesman in the world.
I am fluent in Sybellin, so I worked in the international community as well.
You taught me to be creative."
I said,
"Of course Jackie, that's what I was there for. Those early years in New York were amazing. Some of my students have done remarkably well. I'm so proud of you because you were my best student."
He continued,
"I am an American, however, my family, as you remember, are immigrants from Sybella. Their government engaged me and several other Sybellaian Americans to join a Think Tank. Two days after they engaged me, I was taken on a luxury government plane to Sybella. I headed a coalition of twenty young Sybellaian-American psychologists, economists, historians, philosophers, poets, filmmakers, scientists, and scriptwriters. We were to be a creative think-tank. Our supposed theoretical problem was how to conquer an enemy country without firing one bullet.
Of course, the question was purely hypothetical. Unfortunately, it was easy for me because I had a successful background in scenario writing. Our living quarters were luxurious, but we were sworn to silence. We wanted for nothing. But we could not contact our families or loved ones. Yet every month they sent our loved ones a considerable check.
In the inception, every month, one of our think-tank members disappeared. I was lucky because I was a researcher, and I had studied, finance, history, psychology, philosophy, and the whole nine yards. I was able to synthesize all elements of our theory. I give credit to you. Remember what you said,...
