And The Plot Thickens

[nacktman]

A while back we had a thread going about a ... ok I don't really know what all ... that was a continuing story added to by each reader by adding the next line. It was a fun read, so here it is again.

The story set up:

A small group of secretive, paranoid individuals meeting secretly to thwart the will of the people ...

Take the story and go with it.

[gn225]

... were having a hard time determining the will of the people so they could thwart it. Suddenly the most paranoid one, who was naked because of the garment industry conspiracy, exclaimed . . .

[usmc1]

"Will of the people?" "We have to be careful of that, it could have a blow-back!", one of the paranoid ones uttered.

"How that?", another paranoid one asked.

"Well, here's an example of what happens to authority once you let the will of the people in the mix." He replied.

"Some years ago the president, tired of his low approval ratings, called up the head of the CIA and said, "I want your very best agent over here first thing in the morning."

Moments later, a call went out to the Middle East, and the most gifted American agent was headed back to Washington.

The next morning, the agent was escorted into the Oval Office. The president said, "I hear you're the best in the business. I can't trust what my staff tells me.

"So I want you to visit every state in the union, every major city. I want you to stay out on the road until you have an idea of what the vast majority of Americans would like to see happen in the Oval Office. Understand?"

The CIA agent responded affirmatively. He left the White House and wasn't heard from for nearly four months. Finally, he showed up early on a Saturday morning, and the President saw him immediately.

The president said, "Did you find out what an overwhelming majority of Americans want done here in this office?"

"Yes, sir."

"Well, then, express the will of the people," the president ordered.

So the agent stood up, made a fist, and punched him in the nose."

"Oh my! Maybe we...."

[Centauri4]

"...can prove that I am a man of the people by going on television this evening and showing the citizens of this great country that I am willing to do what it takes to make the people happy!"

Our fearless and well-traveled CIA Operative was stunned to hear this from the Commander in Chief, and his astonishment surprised even him. He drifted back from the President and collapsed onto one of the two slightly overstuffed sofas flanking the famous Oval Office Coffee table loaded down with copies of "Time", "Newsweek", "People" and a dozen other less familiar magazines.

The next deliberate move the President made, after pressing his monogrammed handkerchief alongside his nose to stem the feeling of blood, was pressing the interofficecom button to get his Chief of Staff and Press Secretary to arrange a broadcast this evening. 'Oh me' he thought, 'This could really work to my advantage!' and 'It is not exactly what I expected though, so we are going to have to learn more about our Operative's travels over the past four months!'

The President looked at CIA Agent Steve Jones and thought, 'What an unlikely name for a CIA Operative, I will have to get his personnel jacket and see if it was always so, "plainly American".'

For his part, Agent Jones sat deep in thought on the Presidential sofa. The past four months had been a unique experience for someone used to operating exclusively outside the continental boundaries of the United States. For one thing, without his network of "contacts" and informants, he felt naked when it came to human intelligence resources, but the ever-present network of data sources had come through for him as Blackberry and cellphone had delivered a never-ending list of popular public events for discreet information gathering....

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