man as antagonist
fiction
edward w pritchard
New times, old times, the election is over, the new emperor is dashing around singing " everything is update in Kansas City", dancing the new-fangled two step as the Plutocracy changes everything for the better of the comfortably super rich. The rest of us be damned.
I am feeling like an antagonist again. Outnumbered and longing to disappear for a few decades maybe into the past of old Dodge City, Kansas rather than live in the present in Kansas City where they have gone about as far as they can go.
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