a work of fiction
Your children are here, sir, the secretary said.
At last. it was frustratingto have such boneheaded children. He did enjoy the idea of having sex with his daughter, but his other children were idiots, one having caused almost all of his current criminal problems. If it were not for that he would be raking in even more money using the office to promote his empire, instead he had to pretend not to be beholden to Russia.
He looked at them sternly. none of them were qualified to take over, perhaps the youngest who was not here yet. And his daughter had brought her boneheaded husband. He was as incapable as the president himself, having so bankrupted his fathers empire the second he got it that he had to sell himself out to the Saudis a month into the presidency which had weakened the presidents own ambitions in that area.
How are you dad, his namesake asked.
no time for that. I need some help dealin with this meltdown.
Ideas, his other son asked. the president looked at him with some disgust. as if he
would have one.
No, I need you to understand what I am doing so you dont say anything stupid. The daughter gets it, at least he thought and her husband took his que from her, good boy, he thought. He would be a grifter yet, not trained from youth like his children, but more of a natural at it, something perhaps he inherited from his criminal father.
So what is this thing, the daughter asked.
The market and the economy are tanking.
His son could not contain himself, he had to show he was self important. "the tarriffs and the uncertainty, right?"
"You left off the one thing that is the cause."
"The interest rate hike," the son in law said.
Exactly. And that will be the scapegoat. None of the other things will be mentioned from this point forward and if someone else brings them up, it will come back to the interest rate hikes.
And they were a part of it, the other son said as if suddenly realizing something important.
Listen you boneheads, the arguments may have merit, but it is all about perception and I need to pin this on P and his interest rates hike.
But, the almost beautiful daughter said, the great depression was caused by a tradewar or at least protectionist trade practices and not interest rates. Why interest rates have been very higher in a good ec...
Enough! It was hard to be angry at her, she was the best of them; but even so. He had to stop this type of talk. Tarriffs, trade wars, a slowing world economy, an over-inflated tech sector, there are a million reasons, but from now on, the only thing you will hear until I have another target for something else is interest rate hikes. The economy and fear of immigrants are all I have left now. I have to blame someone else.
But what if things get worse, the older son asks.
That is exactly what I want you meathead. When things get bad, everyone will be terrified, I will be reassured of getting re-elected because they will think that i am the only one with answers.
Why, the younger son asked as if he were almost not too timid to say that all the problems were being caused by his father so why would anyone believe him.
Because I will tell them I am the only one and like the stupid sheep they are they will believes me.
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