“Chillin’” by Lem

“I tried to poison Putin. It didn’t work.” says JFK smiling.

“Why are you smiling, Jack?” asks Lem.

“Who are you?” JFK asks him.

“I’m LEM!!” says Lem.

Jack looks at him, confused.

“So why are you smiling?” says Lem.

“I just smile. I smile. Why don’t you KNOW THAT!?” yells JFK.

“Because most people smile for a reason.” says Lem.

“I just smile. I’m always happy. I stay HAPPY.” says Jack.

“But you’re not living in reality.” says Lem.

“I do not comprehend.” says JFK, shrugging.

“Like you actually don’t comprehend?” asks Lem.

“NO. I don’t.” Jack says, sounding more like an actual retarded (mentally challenged) person than he usually does.

“So you’re mentally challenged?” asks Harvard of JFK.

“Not in any way scientific evidence suggests.” says Jack.

Later.

“So why did you reject Christ?” Skippy Handelman asks JFK.

“I didn’t. He knows that. I’m just…evil. So-“ says JFK smiling.

“By choice!?” says the CIA.

“Yup!” says JFK.

“So…you’re avoiding suffering in Purgatory?” says the CIA.

“YES!!!” yells JFK, in exasperation. Then he smiles.

Later.

A Russian spy looks at Lacey, makes eye-contact for a minute, and then nods kindly and walks off.

“Why are they watching her today, Jack?” asks the CIA.

“Because last night Putin had to convince her that she wasn’t right to rebel against God. In a part of her brain that had been sadistically trapped at three years old. Because she’s terrified of not being a Christian, and he understands that.” says Germany.

“It worked!” says Lacey.

“And I assisted him.” says Lem. “It was essentially like a lever in her brain. But he told her to do it.”

Later.

“Are we all doing it?” says the Illuminati.

“No. Not necessarily.” says Lem. “God knows either way.”

Later.

The Message by Grandmaster Flash plays.

Jack Kennedy twerks as the US cheers him on. Jimmy Fallon bounces butts with him. Giggling. Jack makes him twirl. Then they do a moonwalk together, both smiling.

They both smile for no reason. Dance together. Like happy medical retards.

3:41

“No! I care!” says Jimmy.

“Only sometimes. Which one counts?” says Lacey.

Jack dances. Twirls Jimmy Fallon again.

5:44

They moonwalk.

Jimmy looks scared. But it’s not necessarily real? Or is it?

The song ends.

Jump Around by House of Pain plays.

JFK carries Jimmy off to give him gay sex…he may or may not want…if Jimmy is truly just evil and rejecting Christ.

“I AM SMART!!” says JFK III.

That’s Kamala Harris. That’s Tim Walz.

And on the other side:

“Do you actually molest your children?” asks Lacey of JD Vance.

“We do do rituals.” says Usha. “But they don’t have any idea.”

Everybody Got Their Something by Nikka Costa plays.

Ethel dressed in a pleather suit leads the charge in a wheelchair. She’s pushed by Joan Walsh of MSNBC. Behind her is Usha Vance smiling widely, cheerfully, possibly genuinely excited to win. Behind that is Melania, rolling her eyes. Next to her is Bobby Kennedy Junior.

They walk in to the Russian mansion.

Bobby leads the way.

“HI!!” he says, cheerfully.

“Hello, Mr. Kennedy.” says the Russian butler.

“HEY! CHILL OUT! IT’S JUST A GIG, RIGHT!?” says Bobby.

“Mr. Kennedy take your hands off of me.” says the butler.

Guns are pointed at Bobby’s head.

Ethel erupts in loud, inappropriate laughter. “MAN! This will be a long day.” she says. Then she presses a button and zooms quickly down a hallway to the pole room.

“We won’t take long. The only thing we came for was to do the ritual.” says Melania.

Nikka What? by Nikka Costa plays as Bobby rips off his clothes. Today he was all velcro. He marches.

“I feel so DAMN GOOD TODAY!!” he yells, marching naked.

The song ends.

Ethel zooms off. It’s unclear where she’s going. Two Russian guards graciously chase her down.

They’ve done something to Ethel’s brain. It’s unclear what. She may be half conscious even though she looks fully conscious. And she’s also, obviously, aging.

The music stops. They all stand, waiting.

“The Tsar is not here today.” says a guard.

Ethel zooms by, chased by the guards who seem to be trying to corral her. She looks baffled. Increasingly baffled as she darts around corners. Searching for…something or somebody? Possibly her dead husband.

And at that the ghost of Bobby Kennedy Senior chases Ethel down, breathless and desperate looking. “ETHEL!” a disembodied male voice says. Bobby is in the hallway. But…his disembodied voice is actually in the pole room.

More Than A Woman by the Bee Gees plays.

Usha tries to dance sexy but Joan Walsh slaps her butt. The music fades slightly. Usha looks offended.

“Come on! Let’s go get snacks!” says Melania.

Usha seems determined to do something sexual. Even if it’s just dancing by herself sexually.

The song ends.

“I can’t have sex with you. PRESIDENT’S ORDERS!” says Bobby to Usha.

Joan Walsh and Melania go get snacks. No. Just literal pretzels.

Melania finds apple juice.

The song plays.

Bobby does a weird dance that looks like…he’s…building something? He’s building a bamboo pole?

Usha claps and starts jumping up and down like Charismatic Christians in worship services.

I Will Survive plays.

Bobby and Usha seem to be worshiping? It resembles a Charismatic Church service. But Bobby keeps building bamboo poles, seemingly.

Melania and Joan chat.

Ethel is put down for a nap.

Usha double high fives Bobby.

Stayin’ Alive (Serbian Mix) plays. It’s like the (Serban Mix except it’s filled with allusions to supposed Serbian folk music).

Bobby and Usha keep doing weird dances.

The song plays.

Now they’re dancing together.

But it’s still weird.

The song FINALLY ends.

Faithfully by Journey plays.

Bobby mimes voters in voting booths. As a dance. Usha does an interpretive dance.

The song plays.

The song ends.

Heartbreak Hotel plays.

Bobby shakes his head. Like his interpretation of a sort of 1950’s head-banging dancing.

Usha tries a 1960’s dance but it’s not quite right. And obviously doesn’t match the music. She tries to do the twist, slowly. But that doesn’t entirely work either.

The song ends. Bobby stops bobbing his head. Usha just looks confused and irritated.

Dick In A Box plays.

Bobby looks at Usha.

“I cannot…stop myself!” he says.

She screams bloody murder.

He grabs her.

She fights him off. Screams bloody murder even louder.

1:49

Melania races in and takes her shoe off a d starts almost killing Bobby with her heel.

The song ends.

I Like Boobs by Scuzz Twittly plays.

Joan Walsh walks in, slowly, eating cheese balls.

“What’s going on?” she says, genuinely confused. She laughs a haughty laugh.

A Place for My Head by Linkin Park plays.

The ghost of Chester Bennington manifests and yells in Bobby’s ears. Bobby can feel it. He saunters off. Holding his head.

“FUCK YOU!!” yells Bobby at Melania and Usha and Chester Bennington’s ghost.

The Russians escort them all out.

Lose Yourself by Eminem plays as they all sit in the Concorde. Yes. Billionaires in the US paid to have them all sent there. As a last ditch effort to create a normal US election.

Ethel sleeps this time. Hooked up to a saline solution.

3:39

4:00

The song ends.

The Fresh Prince of Bel Air plays.

“This song is PROOF that Lacey is A FAGGOT!” yells Bobby, drunk.

Melania looks at him, baffled.

The song ends.

(Rap) Superstar by Cypress Hill plays.

“She has no concept of social class. Mmkay!?” says Bobby.

Joan stands-up and randomly twerks. “THIS MY JAM!” she yells.

Ethel sleeps.

“DUDE! Why the fuck did you try to rape me?” Usha yells at Bobby.

He laughs, flirtatiously.

Boom by Bloodhound Gang plays.

Bobby tries to air guitar. But he’s bad at it in this case. He head bangs instead.

Everyone tries to ignore him. Joan is high. And she’s not in touch with them, in a way.

Bobby starts jumping.

1:53

“Bobby!! What are you doing!?” yells Melania.

He keeps jumping.

“Are you trying to down the plane?” asks a Secret Service agent.

2:44

He keeps jumping.

Bobby nods, open-mouthed. Lip-synchs.

Then he’s shot with something that knocks him out.

Xplosive by Dr. Dre plays.

And at that the plane blows-up.

Over a desolate part of Russia.

Ethel barely notices. How? It was designed to explode only a section of the plane. A parachute opens for Ethel, as she securely sleeps, strapped to the bed. The legs of the bed brace her fall quite nicely with the parachute. Melania and Joan also had parachutes. Usha is unaccounted for as of now. As is Bobby. Everyone else on the plane is accounted for as well.

The song ends for us.

“WHO DID THAT!?” yells the CIA.

There’s talk of buying another Concorde. Quickly.

Later.

Usha has not been found.

Joan is in critical condition.

Bobby…is high???

“What!? They strapped me to a bed!” says Bobby.

“Where are you Bobby?” asks the CIA.

“I have no idea!!” says Bobby, laughing.

Melania, being a trooper, seems fine. She’s already been picked up by another plane.

“WHERE IS USHA!??” screams JD.

Moments later.

“She’s not dead!! We trained her!” says Donald Trump.

Later.

They’re still searching for Usha.

Bobby…Ethel…Joan and Melania are accounted for.

The source of the bomb appears to be a mystery.

“Lacey…we hate that you can get over things.” says MSNBC. “So…you just stopped caring about Chris Hayes?”

“Yup.” says Lacey. “It just stopped making sense. After 2017. It just stopped making any sense.”

“Oh!” says a woman.

“So you thought he was Micheal Rockefeller?” says Jimmy Fallon.

“Possibly, yes.” says Lacey.

They are interrupted. Usha was found!!!

JD Vance collapses in tears on a sofa, drunk, miserable and yet relieved. It’s nearly impossible to tell what he’s saying. He keeps starring up at the ceiling every few words. …He almost seems like Mrs. Abraham Lincoln.

Apparently she was badly injured. Her body double may have to be used tonight. But she seems…better than Joan. Her arm was broken. And she has lacerations on her face. But she’s not terrible. …They found her in a wooded area.

“No. I just…got over him.” says Lacey. “It just didn’t make sense!”

“BUT YOU WERE IN LOVE WITH ME!!!!” JFK comes through evp clearly through Chris Hayes’s physical voice box. Chris is also saying this.

“People do get over people!” says Chelsea Clinton.

“Chris…her authority is her authority. Stop trying to cleverly steal it.” says the CIA.

“Why are you…

Why did you even flirt with me?” says Lacey.

“Diego and I were sad. Okay? We…ran into a lot of problems. With our egos. …He was at my throat to be richer. And I was…so…weak.” says Chris Hayes.

“I just was inspired.” says Diego.

“I just hated her.” says Chris. “She’s so damn pretty! EEWW!”

“So! She’s a genius. And yet you all…are weirded out by her ability to move on?!? FROM HIM!? FROM HIS FAKE LOVE FOR HER!?” says a reader.

“Yes.” they admit.

“Not all of us!” says Helena.

“What…does Putin think?” asks a reader.

“He’s a good sport. He knows she’s in love with him. But…they’re kinda in love too. They’re just losers together.” says a billionaire in the US.

“He has other- What is Lacey to him?” says a hater.

“She’s ahh…

She’s with Lem! Really.

But they’re in love. Almost accidentally. And they’re soulmates. So…it’s rather difficult for them, under the conditions, to resist. He does have a wife or two…but they don’t…necessarily have a perfect relationship. And so…given the circumstances? *a woman shrugs* But…they both try to be…careful. Him far too much. It’s almost insulting to Lacey. But…one of his wives is very…jealous and possessive. …I think a lot of people need to grow-up! …There’s almost nothing that could be done.” says a Russian.

“Is he in love with his wife? The one who is jealous and possessive?” asks a man.

“YES!! …But she’s…difficult. And she knows that. And he’s difficult too. And he knows that. …And they are not soulmates. They just aren’t! …But…Lord willing they’ll be…fine. They love each other a lot.” says a Russian.

“See…Putin is a very romantic, deep man. And…in his search for meaning and purpose he allowed himself to fall in love with his soulmate. He would have allowed his wife to do the same. She just hasn’t found anyone…but…she might someday. She’s younger than him.” says a Russian.

The woman cries.

“But I would always love you!!” she says to Putin.

“Are you like that?” says Putin to Lacey.

“No I’m not. I am just not like that but is anyone really like that? Is it actually good for her to always love you that much? She might possibly! She might! But I wouldn’t want her to be trapped loving you after you died if she found someone who God had designed for her to be an actual soulmate.” says Lacey.

“I agree!” says Putin.

His wife smiles and laughs at him flirtatiously.

“Why aren’t you like that?” says Jack Schlossberg to Lacey.

“Ah…because I just don’t. I just- I’m not- I’m just not. I don’t really know. There’s there’s no explanation that I can think of right away. It could just be some sort of ahh- I don’t know! I don’t know! I don’t think that it’s necessarily evil. I think I’m just not like that.” says Lacey. 

“So you can be cold as ice?” says Jack Schlossberg. 

“It’s not- It’s not cold as ice. It’s actually it’s actually a little bit less warm.” she says laughing.  “Because it’s not about being mean to people necessarily at all. Sometimes it can actually be about being loving.” 

Later.

“You know I’m just beneath you. I’m just not as like yeah in the in the current genetic social hierarchy I’m not as good of a person, and I might not even be as good of a person as you.” says a psychic to Lacey.

“Yeah and it bothers me that you are. I don’t like that for you but I guess it’s just the way it is.” says Lacey.

“I cannot receive that much love!” she says.

“You don’t have to but you know what you do need to do you little backward bitch is back the fuck off because that’s how I feel about you whether you fucking like it or not!” says Lacey. “I’m sorry it hurts your little shallow weak fucking ego. I can’t do anything about it you bimbo bitch!” says Lacey. 

“You thought you were going to get out of it? You can’t! You have to just accept that she’s actually is possibly superior to you, and you can’t make that go away that’s just reality.” says Lem.

“ I am so violently jealous of her because I have some vain dumb as fuck idea that if I’m jealous, it’ll make me better. I think I think if I’m jealous enough that someone will feel sorry for me or she’ll just die which is so fucking stupid because it is not going anywhere. It’s just violent and creepy evil so I kind of may have been one of the witches that just made that woman attack you, Lacey, is it really like bad that he prefers her even when she’s being evil?” says the psychic.

“ yes it is and I called him on it about a month or two ago maybe that was a while ago I called him out on it a while ago. He’s just been like him and I’m actually not one of them even though it seems like it does some people men like him, have a hard time because they tend to fall in love with women who are beneath them far beneath out and then they see some thing in those women that is both there and not there at the same time and the part that isn’t there hurts and then the part that is there is just less and so they’re kind of masochistic. It’s just a second just a tiny bit of masochism, which actually is not a good thing because you’re not really supposed to be you know mean to yourself that way or other people because then when you run into someone who’s a soulmate or your twin flame, if that’s how God organizes it you’re in trouble because they’re gonna be like you and they’re gonna need you to be yourself and be strong for yourself. I am God does want us to actually love ourselves it actually is somebody evil really do not love yourself. There is some evil in that believe it or not some people are doing it though because they don’t know any better and they are too hurt and confused or they’re in a horrific situation other people could choose to love themselves and they just are too vain or too conniving or in some psychotic way they’re just perversely evil and I am they just don’t love themselves, so no it was very mean to do that very mean to do that to her to Lacey but you know if you had any good intention or if it’s just getting too dark, I am it it it didn’t quite work because now we’re just getting an explanation for something horrifically wrong in the world especially at the current moment there are a lot of men who are like him not is there where does Mehdi when I was a life men were farmer, farmer interested in taking care of themselves, and frankly taken care of their families to they were just more interested maybe in surviving they just maybe they even had more to live for but they were very it was different or there was that they had more to live, for they were better people. It was different and so men would take care of themselves. They would take care of their families and you just didn’t do stuff like that you didn’t just you it was very shameful. It was very shameful to fall in love with a woman. Who is that far Venezia and if you think I’m making this up I’m not a Humphrey Bogart is in a lot of movies about this exact topic. Yes the Maltese falcon Yep and there are other films like that to you. Yes double indemnity I think that’s what it is or is it no that’s not it but it’s you know what I’m talking about the one with him can’t think of her name but she’s a famous actress and dumb there’s a lot of famous actresses but anyway she wears a honeysuckle perfume. Oh not Myrna Loy anyway that was number to Lawrie I can’t think of that actresses name or Lacey can’t we both cat but I am yeah anyway she wears a honeysuckle perfume and she thinks about murdering her husband, who Barbara Stanwyck, so Barbara Stanwyck is beneath what’s his name? Oh so I know his name is Lacey can’t remember his name at the top because I had a crush on him. He was just a very popular actor for a while but she was too. What was his name you can’t think of his name OK that’s interesting, yes she has slept with an actor. She slept with Van Johnson and she was so much involved with Alain DeLon it’s possible I started memorizing all the names of all the male actors because I knew that they were going to be a problem but they, but they really aren’t him what was his name but anyway so the bitch frankly, she may have done the same thing to me. Sincerely, she might’ve memorized all the female actress thinking now these women are trying to be a pro anyway so it’s not Montgomery Clift no no she keeps thinking he was in a television show like my three sons or something but anyway and she has some cash man wearing glasses in a children’s show. Anyway that’s in there she thinks that he’s not Pee-wee Herman but your they do look slightly similar. How do you think shoots now he’s going to think that I’m challenging him to seduce me and I’m not, he’s a brilliant actor, he really is anyway that was a shameful thing a lot of men in my generation, and Lacey‘s generation to be honest I like that we just never did stuff like that. It was very shameful. It is to her to you never go after a woman who is beneath you are you Roosevelt to be blunt dead but Elliot was such a free thinker. He was so sort of cavalier and daring that he didn’t really go along with convention even though he was conventional, he was conventional. He was commercially tractive, but he was very him. He was very much a free, a free spirit sort of and so as a man, so I kind of just did stuff you know, and anyway oh so they they so they they if that was not allowed you’d you didn’t go after a woman who was Vito beneath you morally socioeconomically of course most definitely, but you didn’t go after a woman who had bad character, or who had some sort of emotional problem, or who was dishonest, or who was manipulative or petty that was not allowed that was totally shameful, which is why a lot of women in that generation may be tried a little harder to be good people because potentially because they were so embarrassed, it was like oh you don’t do that that’s awful you know you can’t be so unattractive and icky and that was actually a very good thing you know we were called the greatest generation for a reason there’s nothing wrong with trying to get women to be better people and you know me in a good way and an edifying way and trying to get meant to be more accountable to God and taking care of themselves so in that way we have a hard time with what he’s doing right now I understand that she’s totally confused, and she is just trusting God and what we can’t quite handle is that you guys can’t handle that but also why why are you always doing this game with her because she’s just not like that she’s just a very nice woman and there’s no reason to do what keep throwing her misery in her face I I don’t you know it’s sad that he prefers that I guess in a way but you do at the same time I do exist. I really am a ghost and the truth is it’s possible that she’s actually been sleeping with me lately because she’s made it clear that she’s not really interested in being with anybody else so if something were to happen, it Hass to be me so it’s possible that, he’s been sleeping with his twin flame and I’ve been sleeping with her and then God‘s just been taking over the situation or is possible that they actually have slept together recently and that’s really up to God to sort through but as possible it’s just been me and that’s fine because the situation is like this.” says Lem.

“ so are they bullying her?” asks a reader.

“ kind of like elder abuse of a black woman who’s a sweetheart, and is very good-looking and endearing and brilliant? With a good heart? Well, she’s not black, but it’s easier to imagine of black women being like that unfortunately for white people. At least in America. What exactly is it that’s happening she’s being horrifically sadistically attacked by these people. they’re absolute monsters they’re absolute freaks of nature.

I am that being said, there are some people who have stronger consciences than others in Christ, who have tried or are trying to reign themselves in. They really have to be accountable to God ultimately for whatever the hell it is they think they’re doing.

What are they doing to her? Well know there they’re bullying her absolutely absolutely doing that. that being said, it’s not entirely that he he actually is her soulmate. Putin actually is her soulmate. Oh, that might be hard for you as a reader to comprehend, but Lacey comes from a very upper class old money, family that she was raised in, and she is unusual, and, she is not capable of being anything but that because that’s just who she is. And people are going to have to eventually figure that out but they’re completely bat shit crazy in how they conceive of her in their head. so she was fully capable of going to a very good school and graduating, and going to Russia as a spy of sorts, and then marrying him he may or may not cognitively understand that I think he could be in shock because it’s not some thing you expect to hear from people telepathically if there is an illuminati, I don’t think he’s quite processed that that’s what’s happening to him.

Because it is shocking to find a woman who really is your ideal physically and mentally and then you think she’s in love with me for the reasons that I want a woman to be in love with me for that’s absurd life has never been that easy. and then she’s 1,000,000 miles away he’s married, possibly secretly and for those women safety because he is very protective potentially he’s a very decent person and that way and so you know it’s a mess because you’re the deer man is living his life and then he finds a woman who is his soulmate, and then ask for it becomes perverted, and people are disgusting.

His wife is immature and from a very crap background to be blunt in Russia. And no, I think it does make a difference people so can’t blame that. Well, you know that’s the conventional logic that people have used, but I think when you’re raised in a better background, you are more prepared for things that could happen like that to you psychologically it’s it’s just part of how people are raised to just sort of anticipate things like that slightly. It’s in literature. It’s in the back of your head you just kind of know that something like that could happen. She was not prepared for that and so if she has some goodness in her it’s being defiled because she’s not processing it herself and fully understanding what’s happening and people who are hateful and people who are attacking Russia have probably aggravated her psychically to be more antagonistic and suspicious then she really should be for her own good. And see now she’s thinking that I’m coming onto her that is not remotely what’s happening with and that’s where she has a problem. Lacey is his soulmate and she’s better looking and better Brad and more intelligent than his wife and that’s not Lacey‘s problem, but that woman wants to make it Lacey‘s problem because that’s what all of you do Ginger Rogers was a brilliant dancer but she lived in her time and she did very well. If dancers today had to compete with her they wouldn’t give her any respect because you people have a very hard time with people who are superior to you you have a very hard time with that I was gonna say you take it way too personally.

Joe Putin is Lacey‘s soulmate. Lacey is very open minded about it because she’s a realistic person and I don’t think people wanna except that she’s not doing anything she was never doing anything they’re delusional they’re absolutely bat shit fucking crazy she has not come on to Vladimir Putin he has always come onto her. If she has come onto him it was fairy innocent, and, it was very innocent and I don’t think he can except that right now because he just had sex with his wife. It wasn’t satisfying and now he feels like an idiot.” says Lem.

“ Seay loan was trying to save you from this about a week or two ago and I don’t think you necessarily did the absolute wrong thing you were very helpful last night God used you but then you have to respect that.” says Dr. Billings to Tsar Putin.

“But she was in love with Diego!!” screams Chris Hayes.

“You know that was about 8 to 9 years ago Chris and it wasn’t even real it was a farce it was a tragic horrific farce!” explains the CIA,

“ I just think she’s icky now!” says Putin about Lacey.

“ you know she’s not though she’s superior to both you and your wife that’s where you’re a bit of a narcissistic idiot.” says Lem.

“ yeah I don’t look like you!” says Putin.

“ I know you really don’t you’re not 6 foot four you’re not as handsome as me but you are the ruler of Russia and I am a little worried about you right now. Are you losing your mind or are you OK?” says Lem.

“ no why can’t you just accept the fact that she’s sort of an aristocrat so one of your soulmates is an aristocrat very beautiful one you’re not married to her you care about each other she’s confused and trying to figure out what’s going on with her marriage she’s not asshole, but she’s not asshole I think you’re also starting to think she’s awful because of the stupid sickness thing that you’re involved in. No, she’s not just a thought.” says Lem.

Later.

Turns out Putin’s second wife somehow may have accidentally manifested Lacey into the Illuminati. She’s possibly very insecure in their bond. And she was essentially looking for all of his soulmates or whatnot to “cancel” them.

*Putin laughs*

She may be somewhat into witchcraft. And she may have been cursing an already extremely spiritually attacked woman, Lacey. …While her heart intent was…dark…it was also…one Lacey has sympathy for.

“So you really wanted to keep him? Or what?” says Lacey.

“Yeah.” she admits.

“Did you do it consciously or not?” says Lacey

“Not.” she says.

“So then did you even do it?” says Lacey.

“Mmm…yes.” says his second wife.

“Using witchcraft?” says Lem.

“Yes.” she says.

“Wow! …That was some effective witchcraft!” says Lacey.

“I’m very smart. And the witch was gifted.” she admits.

“WHEN WAS THIS!?” yells George Bush Senior.

“2012? …I was really jealous.” she says.

“Why…would you do that though? …See…I felt scared of losing Mark. And I tried to make that work. …Not that I used witchcraft…but…

The thing is though…he was a well-off actuary. So…I didn’t think…he was likely to be complicated enough to be problematic. And what I mean by that is, he was…fully aware of all of his options. He didn’t have deep, profoundly serious…internationally serious considerations. Not really. Not really. …He was dating other people, sure. But…it was so simple. Not simple really, but simple compared to dating a man who’s essentially a tsar. …His ability to counteract and control his end of things was intact. He wasn’t being bombarded by internal death threats, external death threats, etc.. …Why…would it make sense to be so…certain?” says Lacey.

“I agree!” says Tucker Carlson.

“I didn’t think it mattered.” she says.

“But why??” says Lacey.

“I guess…I just…felt…entitled?” she says.

Lacey thinks. “Because you were so desirable? So kind? So noble?” says Lacey. “WHY?”

“Noble.” she says.

“You’re a rich peasant. There’s nothing noble about you. You liar!“ says Lacey.

“Fine.” she says.

“So why?” says Lacey.

“Because he noticed me.” she says.

“He noticed a lot of women!” says Lacey.

“But he pursued me.” she says.

Lacey nods. “Do you feel secretly insecure?”

“Yes.” she admits.

“I don’t blame you. …But you’re happy?” says Lacey.

“Yes.” she says.

“Just…painfully insecure.” says Lacey.

“Yes.” she admits.

“So! You attacked me. …Look…honey…I’m just his soulmate! That’s all!! …LET IT GO. It’s just a part of God’s design. Stop being my pest!” says Lacey.

“But I’m with him, not you!” she says.

“BIG HAIRY DEAL!” says Lacey. “That’s his choice…and reality. OH WELL!”

“She’s right. I’m her soulmate.” says Louis.

“YUP. …Why can’t you handle this? It’s a little suspicious. Who are you working with?” asks Elliott Roosevelt.

“The Kennedys.” she says.

“I hate that it’s so ugly!” says Lacey. “I HATE IT.”

“Sweetie…she sleeps with me!!!” says Lem. “That’s why they’re doing this to you!”

“I just hate the thought…of him being with anyone else! EVER!” she says, crying.

“WONDERFUL! …If I was not with Lem…you might have a problem with me. But then again…you might not! …See…we are eternal beings in Christ. And…that’s the thing. That’s where a soulmate who you’re not with becomes relevant at all. Because there’s eternity. You might not want to be with him forever…or maybe you do. It’s FOREVER. For real FOREVER. …That’s incredible! …I’m with Lem forever. We have that much of a bond. But…it’s EXTREMELY SERIOUS! And I can’t give myself so…happily or thoroughly to anyone else. If there’s reincarnation I died over him, so to speak. I died when he died because I genuinely couldn’t stand life without him. …But even so…yes!! Vladimir Putin is that EXTRAORDINARY. He just is. He’s…RARE. So…you can’t…understand?? Why? I had to make sure! Things with Lem have been HELL.

So…I wanted to make sure! Because your Vladimir is…extraordinary. And he’s my soulmate. He literally…spoke something into my mind last night that almost nobody else could. He fixed a part of my brain. …But I genuinely hate that it hurts you. And I don’t want to harm your love. As psychotic as that probably sounds.” says Lacey.

“So you like him. Huh?” she says.

“She does. WHY WOULDN’T SHE!??” yells Lem.

“So…if you can get the Kennedys…to stop attacking me…maybe Lem will be able to fully help me. And you can have Vladimir all to yourself. …EVER THINK OF THAT!??” says Lacey.

“I might not have been okay with that.” says Tsar Putin.

“THEN WHAT YOU REAP…IS WHAT YOU SEWED!! You think I enjoyed watching you try to make love to Lacey? I’m INNOCENT!! …I really am! …And I understand your frustration with me! …You care. But…don’t keep getting us involved in ways we aren’t consenting to. IT’S ABHORRENT!!” says Lem. “We care. But we can’t be used as human bowling balls!!!”

Later.

Ethel has been flown to her home. She’s fine. Usha is doing remarkably well.

Bobby is claiming that he’s the spiritual reason independent voters are voting for Trump. He claims that his endorsement and his dance earlier in Putin’s pole room are the genuine reason why.

“I AM NOT DOING IT!” says Cheryl.

Someone just begged her to do something.

“No! I think it was Usha!” says JD, cheering for his wife. “ALL USHA!!”

Later.

CNN interviews a Hispanic man who accidentally channeled Diego Blue.

“She felt so awkward, Chris!!” says Diego. “But that man and I had a similar sense of humor! His girlfriend!? HA! I LOVE IT!”

“Diego…did he have a girlfriend!?” says Chris.

Diego laughs. “I think so. …Yes.” says Diego.

Later.

“Was the girlfriend MY WIFE!?” says Chris Hayes, half-jokingly.

“CHRIS! DEAD PEOPLE VOTING!?” jokes Diego.

Later.

Landman?!” says Lacey. “Is that based on my family?”

“Yes!” says Jon Hamm.

“You know…it’s not an insult to us. I’m the roughneck. But I was actually also a multi-millionaire. I had never almost any oil money. …I was just a multi-millionaire.

But…that’s TEXAS. We’re from North Dakota.” says Harold Nesheim.

“Were you a gentleman?” asks Charlie Kirk.

Toddy thinks. “NO! Unless you think Lem was straight! …My mannerisms are enough like his…that you’d be baffled…if you met me. My family is perpetually shocked by how unschooled you are about us…We aren’t hicks.

But you know…you kinda have to be here! None of you have ever been here. Not really! …You’re just using your imaginations! …I wish you’d realize that!

My family actually worked with the writers of the show. …Just for fun! And I like the characters! They certainly aren’t me! …But I…like them.” says Toddy.

“Who do you relate more to?” asks Jon Hamm.

He thinks. “Nope!” he says, smirking while chewing on a toothpick.

Diego Blue laughs. “WE EXIST!” he says, laughing.

“Are you drunk?” Chris asks Diego.

“YUP!!” says Diego, laughing.

“That’s me!” says Toddy.

“Who are all of these people?” asks Anderson Cooper.

“Alright! Top left to right.

That’s me. I’m Harold. They called me Toddy. Gudrun. Aasne. Tonette, who’s real first name was Ingeborg but we called her Tonette. Halvor, called H.B.. Hans, Papa, Bennett, Mama, and Edward, who we called Ed.” says Toddy.

“What was your profession?” asks a pretty female journalist.

“I was a gentleman!” says Toddy laughing.

“You were a teacher!” she says.

“I taught my son how to farm!” says Toddy.

Jon Hamm laughs.

“I taught my son how to farm.” repeats Toddy less forcefully.

“What’s it like being dead?” says Jon Hamm.

“Not bad! You oughta try it sometime!” jokes Toddy.

“Joel would have fit in in your family!” says Donald Trump.

“Am I going to need a gun?” asks Lacey of Al Gore.

He laughs. Sighs.

“Shoot!” says Steve.

Nobody wants to answer.

“What did everyone do in your family, Lacey?” asks Diego.

“Toddy was a millionaire farmer. Gudrun was a housewife in Seattle. Aasne was also a housewife in Seattle. Tonette married a nut…but she was also a teacher. H.B. was an engineer and multi-millionaire investor. Hans was a fairly well-off businessman. Nils, the father was a farmer. Bennett was a milkman, but well off and his wife owned a dress shop. Gunhild, the mother, was a housewife but she also was a naturalist local midwife. She knew so many natural remedies! And she successfully helped deliver many babies in the area. Edward was the dentist.” says Lacey.

“Who was gay!?” yells a gay man..

“I was bisexual!” says someone in the family.

Tonette laughs. “It’s not something we wish to discuss. I’m sorry.”

“Yay!” says the Church of England. “YAY HOMOSEXUALITY!”

Lacey laughs.

“You were a milkman!?” says a gay man.

Bennett stares at him.

“Tonette. Edward. Me. Aasne. And H.B. in the 1960’s.” says Toddy.

“Who are these people!?” says a reader.

“I was very stoic!” says Tonette.

“And beautiful!” says her ex-husband, John Seay.

“I was…brilliant. …Some people thought I was insane!” says Ed.

“Were you all unusually intelligent?” says the reader.

“YES!” says God.

“I was tough as nails. Stoic. Very shrewd.” says Toddy.

“I was extremely charming, dahling!” says Aasne. “I was.”

“I was an ASS!” says H.B. laughing. “I was…very intelligent. …And most people found me abrasive.”

“He charmed me!” says H.B.’s wife, Orma.

He laughs pleasantly in response.

“You mean asshole? Not bossy bottom?” says a living gay man.

“I wasn’t a jerk. …But I was…harsh. …You know I meant an asshole!” says H.B..

“Gudrun was sweet. Pretty. Very polite. Smart. …Hans was serious. He smoked a lot. …Bennett was madly in love with his wife. Republican. Very smart.” says Lem.

“I AM HER FATHER!!!” yells Tom Banks.

Later.

“Why am I awake!?” yells Prince William.

“WE NEED YOU TO COME ON TO LACEY!” says Bobby.

“OKAY!????” says William.

He comes on to Lacey.

He calls Lem on the phone.

“How are you calling here!??” asks Lem, baffled.

“Ahh…mum. My mum.” says Prince William.

In shock, “I’M DEAD!!” says Lem. “HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS!?”

Later.

Lem gets another phone call. Prince William just hung-up last time.

“Hello?” he says.

“Hi. Is Lacey there?” says Prince William.

“No! And yet yes. …What are you doing?” says Lem.

“I’m…calling to talk about the election.” says Prince William.

Lem puts Lacey on the phone but listens in.

“Hello!” says Lacey.

“Hello.” says Will.

She waits.

“I’m…attracted to you.” says Will.

“Okay?” says Lacey.

“So…you…are…attractive.” says William.

“Wow! Thank you. …Have a good night.” says Lacey.

William clears his throat. “Wanna have sex?”

“NO! Absolutely not.” says Lacey.

Moments later.

“William…this isn’t funny. There’s no premise.” says Lem. “The British Royal Family would never have attacked my family randomly in such a psychotic, deeply offensive and violent way. EVER. …You don’t seem to understand the history of this country or our family at all. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU!??” yells Lem.

“Bobby told me to come on to your wife.” says Prince William. “It’s scary to challenge him.”

“William! You can’t do that!!! …I’ve either been adopted by your family…or I am in your family.” says Lem.

“He’s in our family regardless.” says Princess Diana.

“Sorry.” says William.

“It’s just weird, William.” says Lem.

“I’m not ugly.” says Lacey.

“No. But it’s just…I don’t think…I like you.” says Will.

“Oh! You are attracted.” says Lem. “Well…I suppose I have good tastes!”

“Is she my great great grandmother!?” asks Will, in fear.

“No!” says Lem. “Our daughter does look like your great grandmother a lot. But…that’s…not your great grandmother. It’s complicated. Your great grandma might have been protecting her. But they are in fact not the same person. We’ve hesitated to tell Lacey that. Because Lacey loves your great grandmother. And we would have loved to be her parents, regardless. …But no!

Lacey is your grandma’s friend though.” says Lem.

William sighs. Relieved. “Look! If we are family…I’m sorry!”

“It’s alright.” says Lem. “REGARDLESS!”

“WHAT HAPPENED!?” says Lacey to Bobby. “Why did you get angry?”

“He’s NOT supposed to win!” says Bobby.

“Why?” says Lacey.

“My mom…flew through the air. Landed, amazingly, safely on the ground. No injuries. …I expected however, that she’d be of more metaphysical value.” says Bobby.

“What if she’s a Trump supporter?” says Lacey.

“She could be.” says Kerry Kennedy.

“Then I’d have to think…that she may have done Kamala dirty.” says a dead man.

“She’s fast asleep.” says Kerry.

“She NEVER EVEN SLEPT WITH HIM!” yells Bobby.

“Who!? Your father or President Putin?” says a reader.

“PRESIDENT PUTIN!” says Bobby.

Later.

“I hope Joel is happy.” Lacey says to Donald Trump. “Congratulations!” she says. “By the way.” It’s around 10:30 or so.

Later.

“So! Chris. Here’s what I did.

The Message by Grandmaster Flash plays.

I found a guy named Alex. From a Hispanic family in Miami. Who claimed to have ties to Cuban aristocracy. ….And he did.

In Miami he was…from a wealthy family. They owned five car dealerships. In the Miami area. Had owned other businesses for decades. …Handsome, smart, strong man. Sexy!! …And we just…blasted him. …For no damn good reason whatsoever…other than his innate self-confidence. …WHY!? Why does that make sense!???

IT DOESN’T!! But that’s what we did!!!

He’d not be Old Money, necessarily. …But he’d be hot, dark and rich. WHY!?! …WHY!?” says Diego. “And maybe he’d be Old Money. …But my point is…he’d not be someone to just randomly pick on.

If we’d picked on him…we’d have had a repeat of the Dust Bowl years. Literally. So many droughts and so much literal dust. …And tons of fires. Every single year! …WHY DID YOU DO THIS!??” says Diego. “I did it to end the world. Why did you?”

“Why is that!?” asks a reader.

“It’s an authority thing. An authority over the Earth type of thing. …Alex’s family and her family have a lot of actual authority. Chris…he isn’t smug. And if he is…you should have told him that! Not gone along with me.” says Diego.

“What would have happened if he’d been poor!?” says a reader.

“I’d have outed him as a fraud. He’d have walked off with his tail between his legs…baffled. He’d have felt sorry for himself. …Maybe something really creepy and random and weird would have happened. Like one thing. Just one. …And for that reason…I’d have never thought of bothering him. …I truly wanted to end the world.” says Diego.

“You Cut The Cord”

Jack Kennedy was a racist.

The Kennedys are racist.

The Kennedys are also anti-Semitic. Except they have a tendency to lust after Jews as well.

The cord was severed between Lem and Lacey. They’re still together. For eternity. As what you might call a twin flame. But Jack Kennedy severed the cord between them. The fragile connection God created to help humanity survive at all. Not Lacey. Not Lem. Jack…cut the cord.

“A Beautiful Mine” by RJD2 plays.

“The Kennedys had VILE bodies, indeed.” says Evelyn Waugh.

Motivated by lust for a love he could NEVER have from one man…Jack Kennedy wagered the whole damn world. And it was a love he wouldn’t have wanted anyway…had he have gotten it. He might have liked it…but he would not have loved it. NOT AT ALL. Because Lem just wasn’t his. It’s that STUPIDLY simple and sad. It should be explained that when I say ‘Because Lem just wasn’t his.’ what I mean is…something far more complicated than mere fallen world belonging, but rather HER BEING HIS RIB, or something even more Godly than that.

So…when you attack Lacey…as part of the Illuminati that is still heavily controlled by the Kennedys…the sad…hilarious truth is you’re merely attacking HER, in an awful way. Because the cord was severed. The Kennedys probably still refuse to accept that. Possibly because they sadly struggle to cognitively grasp the concept. How can the still be ultimately together without being together??? How can Lacey and Lem be ultimately together without being together? Because GOD CREATED THEM FOR EACH OTHER. GOD CREATED IT THAT WAY.

How does it work? Well…essentially it’s like if….you took cell phones, landline phones, the internet and all other communication techniques and equipment away. And then locked everyone in a room and never let them even leave to find another human being to talk to. Would telepathy be allowed? Mmm…yes and no. Depends! Human beings could still theoretically exist. But then they might also lose their minds and die. Ultimately we’d still all be together again functionally in Heaven…but the Earth would become uninhabitable. …Seemly the Kennedys genuinely struggle to grasp this concept, or if they kind of get it…it’s super challenging for them to cognitively comprehend indefinitely…and they can’t figure out WHY it matters to them at all. The Kennedys are possibly far too vain and clinically narcissistic to quite…understand. Maybe some are less so than others, but be careful.

So…by attacking Lacey…on behalf of JFK…you aren’t bringing justice for Jack. Even if ultimately and through the Holy Spirit they’re still going to be together…and are…there’s a real reason why Tsar Vladimir Putin was able to make love with Lacey. Or why Louis Hill Junior still wants to have coffee or gin with Lacey in some quiet library on Summit Avenue on a rainy day. …It’s because…the cord was severed.

“And some of us are so angry that we keep arguing with God for the cord to possibly be permanently severed. But…it’s impossible.” says Harold Loeb. “The only way to make her mine would be for Christ to do it Himself. And I highly doubt He will. And be extremely careful with asking Him to. …It’s not verboten but it’s…not about your will but His.”

“No. It’s done. They’re together for eternity. And I for one don’t entirely understand why everyone has to care so damn much!” says Sandi Patty. …”If Lem‘a love isn’t even something Jack would ultimately want…WHY DO WE CARE!?”

“BECAUSE SHE CANNOT BE HAPPY!!” screams JFK.

“Is that just out of jealousy? Are you attacking her just out of jealousy?” Sandi Patty asks Jack Kennedy.

“Yes. But…” says God.

“He’s trying to get at Lem…by attacking her…when only God is able to make the attack known to Lem. So it matters…but…it’s a HUGE delay. And actually…it’s just not really possible. He’s supposed to be feeling incredible pain…but in fact he feels nothing. And the pain Jack intended for Lem…is felt by Elliott Roosevelt instead. Literally. Elliott Roosevelt has felt incredibly depressed since. So has Louis Hill Junior. So has Vladimir Putin. But it was meant for Lem! …But because the cord was severed by Jack the energy dispersed elsewhere.

The Kennedys are so convinced because of the Heavenly sex because Lacey and Lem for eternity that it’s a trick and that they just need to smash her…and charm and seduce Lem…that they fail to, again, cognitively comprehend…that TSAR PUTIN HAS MADE LOVE WITH HER…AND IS FIGHTING WITH THE US…BECAUSE OF THEM. Because…they don’t understand that the energy just…dispersed. And Putin is genuinely feeling it.

“But that’s BUDDHISM!!” yells JFK.

“No. It’s CHRISTIANITY!!!” screams the Pope.

“No. In Christianity we are all SEPARATE!!” JFK yells at the Pope.

“We’re UNITED THROUGH CHRIST!!!” yells the Pope. “WE ARE THE BODY OF CHRIST!!”

“So we have sex with Him?” says JFK, confused.

“NO!” yells the Pope. “THAT’S A METAPHOR!!”

“I forget. What’s a metaphor?” says JFK.

“Turns out Lem was a secret intellectual. Lacey is such a profound intellectual at times it’s possible it’s violent, in my estimation. And I’ve actually fallen in love with her…and tried to sleep with her myself…because she’s SO intelligent and intellectual. But…Jack Kennedy is…NOT intellectual almost at all. He’s…just not. …Sadly…he was the authentic intellectual lightweight.” says Gore Vidal.

Jack Kennedy goes off to find the meaning of the word metaphor.

“Did you find her arousing or just…her violent brilliance?” says Evelyn Waugh to Gore Vidal.

“Her violent brilliance?? Mm…no. Her. Ultimately? Her.” says Gore Vidal, sadly. “But…I’ll be fine.”

Jan Hertel imagines a long conversation with Gore Vidal on the beach in the Hamptons. Rolled up pants. Warm weather. Cloudy skies. Skipping rocks. Really talking.

“Who has ‘big dick energy’?” asks The Netherlands.

“ME!” says Elliott Roosevelt.

“That’s why I left. I KNEW.” says Marjolijn. “I saw him. And I KNEW.”

“Thank you!” says The Netherlands to Marjolijn.

“So! Lem was gay, huh!? WOW! ARE WE EVER SEXUALLY REPRESSED!?!” says Bobby Kennedy Junior to the whole world. He laughs.

The song ends.

“We couldn’t have WON THE WAR WITHOUT RUSSIA!!!” yells a dead Greatest Generation man. “WE COULDN’T HAVE WON WORLD WAR II!!!”

“You might need to clarify a bit more for stubborn, uppity gay men.” says Elliott Roosevelt.

“THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA…COULD NOT…HAVE WON…WORLD WAR II…WITHOUT THE ASSISTANCE…OF RUSSIA!!!” bellows a dead Greatest Generation man at the US alive today.

Lament I, “Bird’s Lament” (Instrumental) by Moondog plays.

“Ha! You wanna jump now?” asks a dead man who jumped out of a tall building in New York City following the Stock Market Crash of 1929. “I RELATE!”

“You VASTLY overestimated the Kennedys. You VASTLY overestimated their longevity. You VASTLY overestimated their value. You VASTLY overestimated their…stability. And within that…you have Lacey and Lem…

Are Lacey and Lem the center of it all? …Yes and no. In a way they are.” says a Wallstreet expert.

Mbira Beat by Goldfish plays.

“But in a way…they’re not. Because you exist too. So…what are your needs? What really matters to you? …They matter!!! …But…SO DOES VLADIMIR!!” says the Wallstreet expert. “You see? It’s so simple.”

You fly me by Fingathing plays.

The North Korea troops…assemble…like…brave men…fighting for freedom…in the 1950’s. Listen to the love song. It’s a 1950’s classic. A sad…love song. Hidden.

Because if there’s reincarnation…dead US soldiers…are fighting for Putin… Dead men who fought for the U.S. against North Korea? And came back…for everything. Are they loyal to Russia? Yes? Are they loyal to North Korea? Yes! But…their momma didn’t raise no stupid children. They LOVE real LOVE.

Don’t assume they’re saints. But don’t assume they aren’t, either. It’s GETTING COLD.

The song plays.

2:39

The song ends.

Passion by Nightmares On Wax plays.

0:33

And then the song abruptly ends.

We hear the sound of silverware. Drawers closing. Is someone somewhere making tea? Possibly.

“I did sleep with her. Within the last week.” says Tsar Vladimir Putin about Lacey. “It’s not as I’m starving, thank God.”

“Are you with her?” asks a Russian woman.

“IF I SAY SO…in Christ. …It’s my call in Christ.” says Tsar Putin. “Look…it’s very complicated.”

“But you were fighting! We made you two fight!!” says Bobby Kennedy Junior.

“Yes!! But we’re soulmates. Alright? And she’s possibly not even supposed to be here. Depending on what the Bible says.” says Tsar Putin. “Poor dear.”

“HOW MANY LOVERS DO YOU HAVE!?” yells Ethel, at Vladimir Putin.

Later.

“Ten!” says Vladimir Putin.

“Good number!” says Iran.

“YOU SNAKE!!” yells Ethel Kennedy at Vladimir Putin.

“I SAW YOU!!” screams Ethel.

“You saw me?” asks Tsar Putin.

“I SAW YOU!!” screams Ethel.

“Where?” asks Putin, kindly.

Ethel cries. Runs off, in her spirit. Face wet. Snot dripping.

“I didn’t cheat!!” says Putin. “Not really. I think…I’m just a louse. Or something. …Maybe a jerk.”

Ethel thinks. “Did you see her?” she says, in awe.

“MARVELOUS DRESS!” says Tsar Putin.

“I could look like that. If I had- Well. I could look like that!” says Ethel.

“Did she say hello?” asks Tsar Putin.

“She’s such a snot!” says Ethel.

“No. She’s not! She’s…nice.” says Tsar Putin.

“Well just save your love for me!” says Ethel, sadly.

Putin thinks. Prays to Christ quickly. “You ARE MY LOVE!” he says, beautifully.

Ethel stops cold. Stares out her window.

“YOU ARE MY HEART!!” says Putin (obviously on behalf of Bobby Kennedy Senior).

“No! You’re me!” says Ethel, in fear.

“Yes, dear! That’s the idea!” says Iran.

“Then how can I be your heart!??” screams Ethel in tears.

“You know! SEX! …I’m sorry. We’ll fix it in Heaven. Right?” says Tsar Putin (on behalf of Bobby Kennedy Senior) to Ethel.

“I wanted her tits!” says Ethel about Marilyn.

Putin prays. “What’s wrong with your boobs!?” (He says on behalf of Bobby Kennedy Senior in Heaven.)

“I wanted to wow you, I guess.” says Ethel.

“Then stop flirting with other men!” barks Tsar Putin (On behalf of Bobby Kennedy Senior.)

She thinks. Calculates.

“Just…stop being so cute.” says Putin (on behalf of Bobby Kennedy Senior.)

“You think I’m being cute? I’m OLD!” says Ethel.

“Well…I didn’t cheat on you last night with Marilyn.” says Tsar Putin (On behalf of Bobby Kennedy Senior.)

“She was there? Okay. …I’ll believe you.” she says.

“I’ll see you later tonight?” says Tsar Putin (On behalf of Bobby Kennedy Senior.).

“OKAY BOBBY BEAR!!” she says, giggling in a cheesy intentionally seductive manner.

“See you later!” says Tsar Putin (On behalf of Bobby Kennedy Senior.).

Soul Vibration by J-Walk plays.

“Does Ethel hook-up with you regularly?” the US Government asks Bobby Kennedy Senior.

“Oh! Every week or so? Since I died.” says Bobby Kennedy Senior.

The song ends.

Skyscraper by Kinobe plays.

“So! THE ELECTION!!” says the US.

2:26

“Except. What if Bobby did cheat??” says an American man, whispering in fear.

“He didn’t last night.” whispers Lacey.

“Yes, I dismantle the flag of Scotland to create the gay rights flag. I don’t think she fucking gives a shit! It’s not the flag of Scotland.” says JFK.

“Jack! Why yellow?” asks a gay man.

“YELLOW!!! IT’S A WARNING THAT I’M GONNA GET HER!!!” yells JFK seriously. “Color psychology. Color theory. I’m BRILLIANT!”

He once threatened her on her way home from Church. She admired the gay rights movement logo of the navy and white. She LOVES that color combination. …But that part was completely lost on Jack. …He was hyper fixated on his message. No concern for what she was actually thinking. Or feeling almost at all. So…he felt safe through his sense of her presence enjoying the beauty. And then assumed he had an enormous advantage over her given his hurt and rage at finding out Lem was actually straight and sort of lying to him the whole time.

“Why do we have to worry about the flag of SCOTLAND!??” yells JFK, concerned, in 1995. He’s talking to a group of friends and/or frenemies.

Transatlantic by Quantic plays.

He simply expected her to be gobsmacked and terrified by his attack. Just…STUNNED.

She was literally sitting in the back of the family car. A white Toyota Carolla. On the highway right outside of Minneapolis, Minnesota. Right under a bridge. When a black Jeep Cherokee zoomed in front of them. And kept up a pace with them long enough for her to see the bumper sticker. It was…lovely to her. She instantly wanted to buy one for her car too. To convince her parents to use one. Simply because she liked the aesthetic appeal so much.

Chambermaid Swing by Parov Stelar plays.

She was…instantly drawn to it.

“OH! You like it!?” said JFK. “I CREATED IT! YOU STUPID BITCH! IT IS MY DESIGN!” he said.

“Jack! You stole that from the Scottish flag to psychologically destroy her.” says Scott Fitzgerald, laughing at JFK’s hilarious stupidity and comedic vanity coupled with his awkward lack of awareness of his own motivations and his own homosexual tendencies.

“Jack seriously what the fuck is that you want us to think? That the Scottish people stole the flag from the Gay Rights Movement!? That’s such stupidity!” says Dr. Treb Allen with his Hispanic wife, M..

“OKAY!

No…I want…her to feel MY WRATH!!” says JFK.

“No. I’m starting to get a sense of how you really think. …I think by just suggesting that to you…you’re now of the opinion that you did that. And I’m the one who pointed it out. …But…now you think it’s you. …Lacey is like that. She’s VERY COMPLICATED AND INCREDIBLY SNEAKY. …So was her father. But…you’re not actually like that.” says Dr. Treb Allen, with his Hispanic wife, M..

“No. That was the Scottish flag. LONG BEFORE YOU EVER even knew what shit was. YOU DID NOT EXIST!!! YOUR ARGUMENT IS WORTHLESS!!!” yells Dr. Treb Allen at JFK, with his Hispanic wife, M..

“You suck cock too, huh?” says JFK to Dr. Treb Allen, and his Hispanic wife, M..

“I do.” says Dr. Treb Allen’s Hispanic wife, M..

“OH! So you ADMIT IT!??” yells Bobby Kennedy Senior.

3:52

4:01

“HA!” says JP Kennedy. “SUCKERS!!”

4:37

And at that a rainstorm of Blow Pops falls from the sky, avoiding them.

The humor is lost on JP, even as he picks one up to eat.

The song ends.

“Anyway…I don’t.” says Dr. Treb Allen.

Wolf Drawn by Emancipator plays.

“NO!? You do!!” says JFK to Dr. Treb Allen.

Dr. Treb Allen shakes his head no.

1:39

“SHE IS THIS SCARED!?” yells JFK. “OKAY! I WIN!!!” says JFK.

2:22

He does a golfer’s victory cheer. For himself. You know? The thing with the punch and the fist in the air.

The song ends.

Stamping Ground by Moondog plays.

Anyway…Jack…is…quite certain that the Gay Rights Movement symbol…really threatens her. REALLY threatens her.

It doesn’t. She actually finds it offensive. But…because it’s PERVERSE appropriation. It’s stolen! FROM SCOTLAND.

And there is no BRITISH ROYAL FAMILY THAT EXISTS THAT IS NOT SCOTTISH!!

Night by Ludovico Einaudi plays.

“THEN WE SLAUGHTER HER DAUGHTER, THE QUEEN MOTHER!!” says Bobby Kennedy Junior, cheering wildly.

“COOL!!” yells Caroline Kennedy.

“Ahh…why?” asks Sandi Patty.

“THERE IS NO TIME TO WASTE!!!” yells Bobby. “I HAVE GAINED YOUR TRUST. WE ARE BROTHERS AND SISTERS IN THIS THE ILLUMINATED!!”

“A Pile of Dust” by Johann Jóhannsson plays.

“WE WILL NEVER SURRENDER!!!” yells Bobby riding on a horse stealing all Scottish culture as best he can.

“WE WILL NEVER SURRENDER!!” screams JFK, laughing like a retarded person.

“WOOHOOO!!!” yells Bobby.

“WOOHOO!!” yells JFK, in imitation of Bobby.

“WE WILL NEVER SURRENDER!!!” screams JP Kennedy.

“WIN WON!!! WE WON THE 1960 ELECTION!! WE WON!!!” bellows JFK.

3:15

“YAY!!” says Kick Kennedy.

Ted Kennedy starts clapping. Laughing.

“WE WON!!!” says Peter Townsend throwing his hat on the ground.

Maeve laughs and cries.

Saoirse looks embarrassed. Saoirse looks mortified. An Irish woman grabs her and runs off with her. To hide her in Ireland safely, in Christ.

The song ends. They all pause, stupefied.

The song starts over again.

They suddenly feel in awe. Sadly of themselves though. And themselves not in Christ but barely. Mostly just themselves…and it’s unclear why or how. But it’s a tiny bit in Christ.

“So! How will you kill my daughter then?” says Lacey, shaking in terror (facetiously).

They cognitively can’t think of a good response.

3:43

“How about you shoot her!?

Oh no!!! NO!! Don’t shoot me and my son and Mark too!?!?” yells Lacey, (faking fear).

The song ends.

The go back into momentary confusion.

The song restarts.

“OH NO!! Do not SHOOT US ALL!???” yells Lacey (faking fear).

“We can shoot you?” says JFK to Lacey.

“YOU WILL!? OH NO!!!!! NOT THAT!!!” yells Lacey (faking fear).

“Except you don’t get it.” says JP Kennedy to Lacey.

“WE WILL SHOOT YOU!!” yells JFK at Lacey like she’s an idiot.

“WHAT!?! YOU WILL SHOOT ME!??” yells Lacey. “YOU WILL SHOOT ME!? AHHH!!!!” (she screams in fake fear and terrible sad realization).

The song starts over again.

“THEN YOU’LL BE DEAD!!!” says JP Kennedy.

“WILL I!???” yells Lacey (in fake horror).

“YES!!” yells JP.

“YOU CANNOT DO THAT!!!” says Lacey (in fake fear).

JFK falls to the ground. “My head hurts.” he says.

Rose moans in pain.

JP Kennedy shakes his head in wild confuse.

“YOU WOULDN’T KNOW IT IF LEM SUCKED JACK’S COCK!!!” says JP Kennedy to Lacey.

4:32

“What do you mean, Joe?” says Lacey.

Get It (Instrumental) by RJD2 plays.

The Kennedys dance. Shake it off. Feel cool and groovy.

“I could get Lem…to suck Jack’s cock.” says JP.

1:28

“And…you wouldn’t…even know.” says JP Kennedy.

1:52

2:10

“WOW!!!” says Lacey. “WHEN?”

“NOW!” he says.

2:38

“That’s impossible.” says God.

2:53

The song ends before it’s supposed to.

Lacey restarts it.

“OH YEAH!??” says JP.

0:21

1:00

“I am. A man.” says JP Kennedy.

1:14

“When?” asks David Schiebel, laughing privately.

“NOW!” says JP Kennedy.

2:00

“No. That’s impossible.” says God.

2:22

“Ha!” says JP Kennedy. “Oh? It’s impossible?” he says to God, confused.

“Yes.” says God.

2:54

3:02

Lacey restarts the song.

A Nazi laughs.

“I will end the world!” yells JP Kennedy. “That’s it. I’m going to end the world.”

“You can’t do that easily.” says God.

1:23

Lacey restarts the song.

“Play something else!” says JFK.

The song plays.

And plays.

1:00

1:10

“I have sex with Lem!” says JFK.

“When?” says Lacey.

“Now!!” says JFK, laughing.

“You can’t.” says Lacey.

2:11

“Okay.

I knew that. You didn’t.” says JFK with violent smugness.

“So when?” says Lacey.

3:05

“I ALREADY DID!” says JFK.

(Adult content below)

The song ends.

Lacey decides to lie for Christ, if that’s possible.

Dog Trot by Moondog plays.

“I had sex with Vladimir Putin. So…I don’t care.

Tsar Putin understands sex. He’s…such a man.” says Lacey.

Liking the song and in love with Lacey’s view of the world as he lacks one of his own that isn’t retarded, he pretends to be a writer too, to himself. And he races back into the 1990’s to help inspire Sex And The City.

“Why didn’t Carrie marry the hot Russian!?” Lacey asks JFK. “He was probably good bed!”

Jack thinks. Races off somewhere else.

In the meantime his son dies.

“We got SHOT!!!” Bobby Kennedy brags to Lacey.

“Don’t worry. I covered for her people.” says Bobby Kennedy Junior to his father through his subconscious and demons. “Nobody will know. It looks weird! Have fun being dead you lucky dog!”

Funky Nassau by The Juju Orchestra plays.

“Why!? Because SHE CLEALY RECOMMENDED GETTING SHOT!! I can READ!” Honey Fitz yells at God.

2:04

“Shot with heroin? Or shot!?” says a reader, with concern.

AND at that Bobby almost dies of a heroin overdose. In the air. On a plane.

3:03

The song plays.

“So why doesn’t Lacey end up with the Russian?” Lacey asks JFK.

“Because! She’s not…you.” admits Jack. “She can’t handle him.”

“Why!? I thought you WANTED LEM!? You know…Lem is very Russian…in a way.” says Lacey.

Jack laughs. “DAMMIT!!” JFK screams. “I DESTROYED MYSELF!”

“Why can’t you handle Russians like Lem Billings?” asks Lacey.

“WHAT DO THEY WANT!???” he says.

“What they want!!” says Lacey. “And Lem didn’t want you. In reality. Neither does Putin. …But the Russian in Sex And The City did want Carrie. So…why didn’t it work out?”

Our Reflection by Max Richter plays as Lacey stands and bows, bringing dragons, locusts, and flying snakes from the depths of Hell…in Christ…beautifully into the air. To be gloriously used by Christ. In His perfect will.

“Why’d Carrie not love the Russian, Jack?” asks Lacey of JFK.

“SHE LOVES EVERYONE! SHE IS A HERO!!!” he says. “SHE IS A HEROINE!!! LIKE ME!!!! NOT YOU!! NOT YOU!!”

“So…she ends-up with Lem Billings. …Fascinating. …Who is he? He’s not the Russian?” says Lacey.

“No! He’s not!! That man was ugly!” says JFK. “And a straight man who dances? Non. …He is Mr. Big. Or Aidan.”

“Why can’t you pick?” says Lacey.

“Because I’m like F. Scott Fitzgerald! I have his genius.” says JFK.

“Have you heard Hemingway’s criticism of him?” asks Lacey.

“No.

But who cares?

Ahh…I have-

I have.

I have…” says JFK.

“So why aren’t you able to figure out who he is? If you’re his soulmate even?” says Lacey.

“Because he’s mine.” says JFK.

“Nope. Jack…why?” says Lacey. “Pick one!”

“I like them all.” he finally admits.

Staqueando by Band (O) Neon plays.

“Pick one.” says Lacey.

“The Russian!” says JFK, laughing at her and feeling clever.

“So why don’t you ever fuck him?” asks Lacey.

Jack thinks. “They do!”

“Not really.” says Lacey.

2:50

“Actually that character seems sexually frustrated.” says Lacey.

“You’re HUNGRY GO EAT!!!” JFK yells at Lacey.

4:09

And actually she is hungry.

She eats Doritos.

“Oh! Thank GOD!” says Jack Kennedy. He tries to eat them through her. And can’t. But…somehow feels less hangry.

He feels cozy. Curls into a thoughtful position. Sucks his thumb.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” he says, trying to fight God instead of just enjoying the Doritos or kimchi he really, really wants.

“Don’t lick your fingers!!” he says to her. “I will want you!”

“No, Jack!” says Lacey. She licks her fingers.

She eats chocolate covered pistachios.

“Why didn’t she explore bisexuality?” asks Lacey (on behalf of Peter Thiel).

“SHE IS STRAIGHT!!” says JFK, crying.

“Is she?” asks God. “That character seems bisexual. Even if the actress isn’t. Or is?? …That character seems bisexual.”

“She’s…me. I stole. But…” says JFK.

“So she’s bisexual?” says God.

Lacey sips iced water.

“Mmmm…so…why was she in love with Mr. Big?” asks God.

“IF YOU ARE SOOO DAMN SURE YOU SHOULD BE WITH LEM…WHY DOESN’T END-UP WITH THE RUSSIAN!???” bellows Lacey.

“I agree!” says Lem.

“NO! You are Me. And you call me by your name. …WHICH IS MINE!!!” yells JFK.

“No. I existed and exist outside of you. …AND I HATED YOU!! I WAS STRAIGHT!!!

But Jack…I am the Russian. Really. I don’t look like him. That much. But I am him. In my real temperament. …I’m not a natural jokester. Not really. …I am like Big. And he does humor you. Sexually. But not authentically like you narcissistically and cruelly imagined. In your evil vanity. …I was…charming. And good with money. I was…sexy like Aidan in a white culture way. But…Aidan is weird. I’m not like that. You invented him to cover up my actual heterosexuality.

Look…Lacey knows me.

Aidan is…an entirely different person. But I think you stupidly assumed he was the real me. NO! …I don’t know who that man is…but he ain’t me. I’m not…so…silly.

How THE FUCK did you make that mistake!? I am not that SILLY!!! …Do you think Putin is Aidan Shaw!?” says Lem. “No!? …I’M NOT EITHER!!!!”

“And Emperor ConstantineJOHN CORBETT!!” said JFK clapping his hands excitedly. “IT IS FANTASTIQUE! I AM A SEXY FRENCHMAN!!” he said in 1999. “JOHN…CORBETT!!!”

“Great color theory!!!” says Lacey to Lem. “What A GIFT!!

“Speaking from experience as the ruler of Russia, I can say that of John Corbett, as an actor and the character Aiden Shaw is an atrocity. Yes, how is that she’s right yeah!?!” says Tsar Vladimir Putin. “I find it personally offensive.”

“Why can’t you just have let my husband’s brother introduce Tim Walz and then maybe have a few other normal people who are fascinating and relatable and then just leave it at that? Did you guys have to turn it into a Kennedy Fest at the DNC!??” yells Lacey’s neighbor at the Illuminati.

“Yeah. I agree.” says Casi.

Later.

“I’m not the Big Lebowski. Her husband Mark is. SHE IS. In a way. Her cousin Chris is. …Her cousin Bradley is. Maybe lots of those men are. In the Nesheims.” says Lem.

“No. You were gay. Not a typical straight American man.” says JFK.

“NO!!! …Louis isn’t like him either. Neither is Harold Loeb. Nor ELLIOTT. And she’s certainly not that woman! You repulse me.” says Lem to Jack Kennedy.

Later.

“I can’t convince Mark not to vote for Kamala Harris.” says Lacey to Ivanka. She shrugs.

“We may have to start a war.” says Lacey’s cousin Dennis.

“A civil war? Gee.” says a dead Seay, smirking.

“Would you start a civil war?” Lacey asks her neighbor.

“If Kamala Harris doesn’t win?” asks her neighbor.

“Yes.” says the man.

Later.

“YES!!!” says her neighbor.

“WHY!?” says the man.

“Hoe-Down” by Aaron Copland plays.

2:30

“This ain’t why!” says her neighbor.

“Too bad! I’m enjoying it.” says Louis Hill Junior.

The song ends.

El-Shaddai as performed by Dino plays.

Her neighbor is baffled.

“So this isn’t it?” says Lacey.

She listens.

She laughs. “No.” she says.

The Message by Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five plays.

“Is this it?” says Lacey smiling.

Her neighbor shakes her head very adamantly twice.

Saving Private Ryan: Hymn to the Fallen plays.

Lacey looks on with beaming pride. Cheering on the troops. She weeps over them. As she has for many years.

“You might live. You might die. …It was entirely up to God.” says a dead Greatest Generation man.

“YES!! YOU MARCH ON!!!” says Lacey, reveling in the miraculous glory of Christ. She chooses to hold high the flag of Scotland regardless if there’s reincarnation or not. A half fallen CROSS. A cross that still stands. However beaten it may be. Wood is shaken. Jesus is impenetrable.

Silence after the song ends.

“No. That’s not it.” says her neighbor.

The Magnificent Seven (Main Theme) plays.

Her neighbor laughs at her. “No!!” she says.

Meet Virginia by Train plays.

“Ahh…no.” says her neighbor.

I Kissed A Girl (3-Track) by Katy Perry plays.

Her neighbor dances.

She dances.

Sings.

Dances with her husband.

They frolic.

The song ends.

She catches her breath. Thinks. “Kinda?” she says. “No.”

Y. M. C. A. by The Village People plays.

“No.” says her neighbor.

Overdue by Cody Johnson plays.

“I actually like this. …You have interesting tastes.” she says. “No.”

Chill Bae by Lil Uzi Vert plays.

“NO.” says her neighbor.

Stargazing by Myles Smith plays.

“Yeah!” says her neighbor.

Lacey listens.

“You could walk in.” says Lacey to her cool buddy, not her neighbor.

The song ends.

Bad Habits by Ed Sheeran plays.

“What’s it like?” she says to Canada.

“HOW!?” says Peter Thiel.

“Oh! You’re going to stop it!?” says Lacey.

“Okay!! Well I’m never wrong. So…” says this woman:

“So…you’re going to do what?” Lacey asks her.

“If Trump doesn’t win? NOTHING!” she says. She smiles and shrugs like Lacey is a total fucking idiot.

“Okay! So you’re not going to do any warfare?” says Lacey.

She stares straight ahead like Lacey is a total fucking weirdo. And she’s gobsmacked by her profound stupidity and sheer audacity.

“You’re not going to kill people?” says Lacey.

She looks at Lacey with an extremely hateful snarl.

“Really? …Why not?” asks Lacey.

She blinks like, “As if!”

Then she smiles/smirks.

“So you’re not going to do any warfare?” asks Lacey.

She thinks. “No.”

“Wow! So when will you?” says Lacey.

Hit ‘Em Up by 2Pac plays.

“Not today.” she says.

“Why would you today?” says Lacey.

“YOU’RE AN IDIOT! I AM THE SMART ONE IN THIS CONVERSATION! YOU BOW!!! YOU BOW!!!” she yells at Lacey, seriously.

The song plays.

“You like this music?” Lacey asks her.

She listens.

She dances to it.

“Yeah. It’s good. Huh?” says Lacey.

The song ends.

The Next Episode by Dr. Dre plays.

“So… Whatchu you cool to?” says Lacey.

“You talk street.” she says (with racist condescension possibly).

“You ain’t got a vagina? But I bet you piss though?” says Lacey.

“Yes.” she says.

“So what’s your lover telling you?” says Lacey.

“I am my own lover!” she says, confused.

“So…what will you do?” asks Lacey.

“Have sex!” she says.

“Okay. …Then what?” says Lacey.

“I have no battle plan.” she finally admits.

“Then why are you giving millions of people false hope?” says Lacey. “THERE ARE CHILDREN WITH ACTUAL HEARTS COUNTING ON YOU. To do SOMETHING!!!”

“I AGREE!” says Zelensky.

Dirt Off Your Shoulder by JAY Z plays.

“He’ll cover you. But…you ain’t shit?” says Lacey.

1:41

“THIS IS REAL MUSic. AT LEAST IT IS TO ME.” says Lacey.

2:22

“You are…coward? Or you have WAY TOO MUCH TO LOSE?” says Lacey.

“No. She has ‘too much to lose.’” says 50 Cent.

“So…how will you keep it?” asks Lacey.

“I won’t.” she says.

Silence.

“So why not fight?” says Lacey.

Later.

“I am baffled. Why are we at war?” the professor asks Lacey.

“You attacked me.” says Lacey.

“You don’t have to defend yourself!” she says.

“No. I do.” says Lacey.

“You don’t have to attack back!” she says.

“True!” says Lacey.

“Why are we at war?” she says.

“Let’s see…you need JFK to put a bandaid on your knee? On July 3rd, 1967? But he’s dead and you’re angry about it? Or what?” says Lacey.

“Maybe!” she says.

“WHY does that want to make you declare war on ME?” says Lacey.

“Your associations.” she says.

“With whom?” says Lacey.

“You’re supposed to know.” she says.

“I DO NOT.” says Lacey.

God laughs.

She takes a deep breath.

“Why do you feel angry?” says Lacey.

“Because you tried to steal Chris Hayes from Erin.” she says.

“Men don’t belong to women. That’s vile. Heretical. But…if that’s how you see it…alright. I didn’t know he belonged to her.” says Lacey. “Not rightfully.”

“GOD YOU ARE SO BITTER! You ugly peasant idiot.” she says to Lacey.

“Do I have to kill you? Because if you have a low IQ and you’ve been bluffing your whole life and you’re really just a stupid bitch you’re wasting a lot of people’s time and money.” says Lacey.

“OK I am. I was planning on doing a march and getting a gun and if necessary yes shooting Donald Trump.” she admits.

“It would have been a lot easier if you just said that before. My alliances are to the British people first and foremost. Possibly because that’s where my body is buried. Are you still with me cognitively or have I lost you?” says Lacey.

“You might’ve lost me.” she says.

“But the British people have very strong ties to the Romanoffs. True love!  and I think the problem is that you’re not grasping the situation. This goes beyond you and your doctorate in your classroom. This isn’t just about you and your political desires and your sex dreams when you were 12. This is about the entire fucking world. 

So if you could so kindly try to use your brain and not just your ego for five fucking seconds, and quit testing my temper, because I’m not Jesus Christ, in case if you’ve not quite cognitively grasped that, that would be really great OK, Megan?” says Lacey. 

“I don’t see why I have to respect your humanity or intelligence.” she says to Lacey.

“Oh my God! Is that because I had something to do with Roe versus Wade or is it because I’m prettier than you and you’re going for the big girl league or is it because oh my God you just are like a total brainless nothing or is it actually just because I tried to challenge Aaron supremacy and you’re like her best friend ever?” says Lacey.

“I told you that I was going to get a gun and possibly try to shoot Donald Trump Junior, or rather Donald Trump Senior or someone in that family and you don’t seem the slightest bit surprised or worried about it at all. I want you see more worried about is how I perceive you. I think you’re in love with yourself and you’re a narcissist and you’re ugly and I’m better than you.” she says.

Putin laughs.

“Well…your considerations aside…I’m sorry I’m offended by your hatred for me and your inability to handle my human rights. I’m sorry that bothers me so much I apologize to you Your Majesty of Glue-Guns-Up-Your-Ass.

I’m not particularly worried because the CIA and the FBI and Donald Trump Senior himself are very well aware of the fact that people like you want to kill him. I would bet he’s probably had oh a dozen or so death attempts and homicidal attempts on his life and only three or four have been openly reported. One was almost fatal. And you may or may not have been behind that if I’m talking to your spirit. I would love to ask you, ‘Why do you want to kill him? Why do you want to kill this man? What is it? What are your reasons for revolt do you have actual cognitively cogent reasons or are you just a screwed-up psychotic bunch of weird, freak, zombie bitches?’” says Lacey.

Later.

“Let me ask you something: why do you keep trying and say we’re best friends. We aren’t! No that’s just in your imagination. Yeah you think you’ve gotten into my penis club as a member of my sperm society. And if I’m talking to anyone, other than that professor, who’s rather an interesting person: why do you all think that the election tomorrow is just no big deal when you yourself are thinking of killing the president, starting an insurrection, maybe a Civil War but I get the sense that I’m being told right now in my spirit that I am wildly overreacting…that we’re best friends and that everything’s fine.” says Lem.

“Lem’s, you’re gay!” says Lacey (sarcastically).

“Oh my God, Lacey you’re right!” says Lem.

“I’m so stupid to think that a man would wanna fuck my body!” says Lacey.

“You’re right, juicy ass and hot tender breasts to suck on are not my idea of good sex. I would rather have a green-piss, obnoxiously small, pale penis, and a flat ass that has to be cleverly photographed so as not to totally piss off the US President. I loved sucking his herpes-chlamydia dick. It was fun watching him marry somebody else. Oh damn, that last one’s true.

But no, no, I was gay, and I actually really am madly in love with the man that I am speaking of JFK the man with a meth addiction 40 women who he slept with regularly 15 men who he slept with regularly, whose penis was infected with both herpes and chlamydia, whose father drilled holes into his children’s brains because he couldn’t figure out how to be a dad. No, I was madly in love with JFK and my heroin addiction that came after he died wasn’t because I totally fucked up my entire life even though I could have married a woman and lived somewhere and had my own fucking life. No, it was because I was mourning the death of a jackass I may have actually helped assassinate.

And I’m incredibly angry at you because you expect I might want to fuck you at night. When I sleep willingly next to you. And lately I’ve had to share you with Vladimir Putin and it happen once before the war started but for the last couple of days it’s happened more than once, last couple of weeks actually…but I enjoy that he takes you off my hands and I get to finally go strut my stuff and suck some chlamydia dick. Damn lucky me! I would love to orgasm in your rats vagina, but instead, I will go get that flat ass in my hands, stare at that scrawny fucked-up waist and suck the green piss out of that little fucker’s cock, because holy shit a man with the rat tooth smile is my bag.

That professor she really thinks that this! Ha! She thinks I was madly in love with Jack! Why do you think that, especially in reference to Lacey? Because she’s a snotty, immature, insecure, narcissistic weirdo and you think you’re hotter than her and she’s just like nothing compared to you?” says Lem.

“I mean, I am arguably far more attractive. Lem…my facial features photograph well, and are scientifically, mathematically superior. you can’t just look at the face and decide if it’s pretty or not that’s cheating, that’s amoral, that’s evil, that’s not Christian, that’s not right, that’s Black, that pure evil!

No, he must do the scientific mathematical calculations and come to the conclusion that I am superior! I will not have it any other way. My brain will not try to comprehend it because I am not going to waste my time! I already know the goddamn truth…and the goddamn truth is whatever I say it is.

Thank you very much Astor SnItHauser brilliant mind of 1875. ..Do you know who astronaut Houser is? I did my doctoral thesis on her, and then I had sex with her in the bathroom after I turned in my paper and my teacher took told me that I was articulate most brilliant minded ever met…in his entire existence. Yes, you think I’m bluffing, but I’m not. I am the most sexy genius, profound woman to ever live thank you…Jesus Christ…for gracing my presence.

 Love must be real. Lem let’s cut the antics and actually have a real conversation. 

I know she thinks you’re a ghost, but let’s have a real conversation because I know who you really are.

I am a professor at Boston College a school you couldn’t even get into. You found the Illuminati. And I may not even be in the Illuminati but the fact that I got into Boston College proves that I have a giant dick as a man and you’re a fucking nothing. Do you understand me!? Do you understand who you’re talking to. Do you comprehend my GRANDEUR in relation to you!? Do you understand you are nothing. You are nothing compared to me!?? 

Don’t respond because I know you’re just going to pretend that you’re a genius who found illuminati and that you’re so brilliant that you’re running the world I have a professor at Boston College. I have an IQ of 123 or 125 at most, you’re a genius you’re smarter than me they say they don’t have proof they have no proof and that is just a thing you fucking idiot there’s no proof that I’m talking to you. There’s no proof that I’m talking to a ghost. I’m a philosophical genius.

If you must know, yes, I’m planning on shooting the President of the United States. If Donald Trump becomes president I have a plan to do it will I do it while I carry it out possibly possibly not because you’ll never see it coming because my mind is like a locked box a steel trap shut tight that nobody can get into.

People like me people from blue blooded family is like my own The Cox Family. I’m sure you’ve heard of them? Cox Family. we may have an ancestor who fought in American revolution. But I don’t think that matters anyway and I’m an expert. I’ve written thousands of books that everyone reads because their expert opinions on fucking everything. People like me are the reason why we’re not at war with Russia and the whole world makes sense because I write everything and I’m amazing. I have a genius mind and people like me who are brilliant are that people running who are the world.

Hi, I am Heather Cox of Boston College and you called me Megan because you think I’m a workaholic pushy middle-class slightly above average bitch you could just as easily have been a stay at home mother in 1950 and what probably have been better off than pretending to be an actual genius intellectual. But that’s not the case I am a genius, intellectual.

So I just wanted to explain some thing about Lem to you because you don’t understand. he was gay. How do I know that because I read it on Wikipedia. I read the David Pitts book. I can read such things because I’m not a weak, brained. Nothing like you, Lacey Banks. I am a grand intellectual.

How do I know that Linn was gay because I read it on Wikipedia I read it in the David Pitts book and I know given scholarly expectations for all writers to ever live who been published that it’s impossible that he could’ve possibly been lying or misunderstood some thing at all. People like me don’t make intellectual mistakes, not anymore, not since roe versus wade, nonsense, feminism knots in Stonewall there are no more pseudo intellectual’s, especially an ivory, tall towers, built the people who run things like me are super genius God, like creatures, you make no errors historically, and are super kind loving woke loving people who are incapable of sin. We make no mistakes we make no mistakes because we are loving and broke and we are never faith and we are on feeling the kind and so we never make mistakes and we’re super geniuses and no one could possibly correct us because if they did, they’d just be wrong. So based on that premise, which is reality I can tell you based on Wikipedia and the scholarly perfectly edited and analyzed book by David pets that Lem was gay. There is nothing you can tell me otherwise Lacey you don’t have a college degree. Your logic is never going to possibly make sense because you don’t have a college degree so either you’re saying it’s something that challenges, my supremacy and you are fucking useless imagination is an ugly, dumb peasant, my fake rich, fake upper class, Bentley, it doesn’t matter because I’m a super genius psychological expert. All history professors are we understand the human brain better than Freud better than God, in most circumstances. And so basically, if Wikipedia and David Pitts, who is one of my homey’s intellectual, he says that he was gay you just have to accept it you can’t question it ever if you do, you’re a nincompoop fucking idiot,

All those stupid mouth breathing Trump supporters who sing for themselves don’t really think for themselves because they’re not from Harvard or Boston College or Yale or Brown or UCLA or Chicago University of Chicago or any of those namebrand schools that I went to. And it’s very competitive to get into those schools which means that if you get into them, you know everything about everything. And tear reviews are so perfect and totally infallible that no basically it’s impossible Lacey it’s completely impossible for you to use your brain that isn’t certified by a decent school. And that’s the kind of freedom and intellectual freedom and intellectual integrity and I’m talking about.

My like to bring or a shoe on behalf, of where the fuck runs my brain he was worth billions and whatever demonic entity is control me is my goddamn right as an American!

I get to tell you that anything you think even if it’s rational, logical, and makes sense as a humanitarian is bullshit if it’s not certified by Wikipedia and a published author, who has been sanctified by the press or some prestigious school. If you don’t get into the upper Ashlynns by kissing ass, sucking cock, or taking heroin, or selling your brain in your soul to Satan or some dumb ass who wants to control you like me and your nincompoop idiot, and nothing, you think matters.

And that’s the kind, a genius, middle class, decency, and joy that I am fighting for. I am fighting to have the right to tell you to go to Hell.

Sure you think you’re having sex with a ghost every night and I know that scientifically impossible because I’ve got an atheist genius brain from Boston College. and even if you’re taking over the whole fucking world with your super genius, brain and supernatural sex and even if you’re Scotia reincarnated and you start of the nation of Scotland that doesn’t make any difference because that’s the supernatural and the supernatural doesn’t exist. This supernatural is really just a bunch of bullshit.

This supernatural is impossible. Ask any decent atheist and they can explain it to you and the people or even listen to us because they’re too fucking stupid. That is impossible because you can’t prove His existence using science. you can’t prove that Lem exists you can’t prove that this conversation is happening using science. And because you can’t prove it using science therefore it’s impossible. Anything that you cannot prove using science is impossible. Anything that is not scientifically provable is impossible. because everything is qualifiable and measurable using sites there is no concept. There is no theory that cannot be measured using science.

We cannot figure out everything. Our brains are so profoundly superior I can’t even begin to fathom it. And we are super super super super super super super super super super super super super super superior.

We are the most superior human beings to ever exist.

Are humans that use witchcraft in the past had no idea what they were doing because they were like worms compared to us. I’ve seen Stephen King movies. I know they’re bullshit. i’ve seen Stanley Kubrick‘s films he was a genius. Oh, but you can’t think of it like side you can’t think of it like super natural because if you think of it like super natural, it just doesn’t make any sense that’s just a bunch of hogwash. Yeah yuck don’t don’t don’t that’s that’s just stupid stuff! I can enjoy Stanley Kubrick as a genius, intellectual from Boston College but I choose not to indulge in the supernatural aspect because I know that’s just bullshit. I’m a big girl I have sex!

Sup see I went through the women’s liberation movement Lacey and it helped me.

So what you don’t understand is that I am now going to talk to Lem’s Billings, and tell him something about himself that he’s too stupid to quite fathom:

You are in love with JFK. You are in love with him. Say that after me. lame if you don’t repeat it after me, I’m gonna cry and I’m gonna destroy the entire world am I god you have to say it say it repeatedly over and over again to make it true please please please don’t make me cry please!” says Dr. Cox, of Boston College.

“ I really hope that you’re in the illuminati Heather because if you’re not I worry about what actually just happened to your brain.” says Lacey.

“ you just prayed for her. I think she’ll be fine.” says Lem.

“ are you but if you’re not, I know how to treat you like you are because someone’s telling me that there’s no choice Heather. Why are you stalking me?” says Lacey.

“ because I’m trying to figure out what you think!” says Heather.

“ about what!??” says Lem.

“ I get the feeling that there’s someone who exists who is being attacked and if they’re a woman and that they’re very beautiful and it’s a very strange situation and I cannot figure out what’s going on.” says Dr. Cox.

“ OK I don’t know what this woman is looking for. I’m sorry.” says Lacey.

“ I thought this was gonna work!!” yells JFK.

“ oh, what are you looking for from me? You know I have tried to talk to you possibly all night. What are-What are you looking for?” Lacey asks her.

“ why are you what what are why are you doing this?” says Dr. Cox.

“ what the fuck do you think I’m doing?” says Lacey.

“ I mean I did because I don’t know?” she says.

“ what is it that you what are you? What the fuck are you’ve been asking me?” says Lacey.

“ I don’t understand!” she says.

“ what what are you asking me?” yells Lacey.

“ I cannot allow this conversation to be able to supposed to be because it’s too upsetting to me Lem has to be gay if not then I was a problem to Japan!!” says JFK, freaking out.

“ what are you think you are JFK otherwise I can’t figure out what’s going on!” says Dr. Cox.

“ do you believe the holocaust happened or are you a holocaust denier?” says Lem.

“NO! I think it happened???” she says. “Ahh…most likely!?!? Ahh…probably. But…I mean…I wasn’t there. So…

*she shrugs*

I also doubt that England existed before 1983. I have NO PROOF.” she says, showing off what she believes is her astonishing intellect.

“So what do you think of me?” says Donald Trump grabbing her butt in the supernatural.

She feels it.

She looks upset.

“Who grabbed my ass!?” she says.

“I did.” says Donald Trump.

She smiles, looks confused.

“Did you like it!?” says Donald Trump.

She thinks.

She laughs.

“I’m not clear on why?” she says.

“Why what!?” says Donald Trump.

She eats a hamburger. “Why do I care!?” she says. “You really were just flirting with me!”

“Yup.” says Donald Trump.

“You know…I think…I’ve over simplified that.” she says.

“Do men like Donald Trump often touch you sexually?” asks the CIA.

She shakes her head no.

“Would you like to sleep with me?” says Donald Trump.

“YES!!” she says.

“I know. …Why are you trying to shoot me?” says Donald Trump.

“Because!” she says.

“WHY!?” he says.

“I’m worried about reproductive health issues. Gay marriage. Stuff like that.” she says.

“What about Global Warming!?” says Lacey.

“YEAH. Geez!” she says. “For REAL!”

Later.

“I rebelled against you when I was three. Yes. And I’ve never been able to fix my brain. Because I’ve not been loved and I’ve been continuously brutally tortured. …Are you worthless enough to send me to Hell?” says Lacey to God.

Silence.

“Oh! That’s right. I’m rejecting you.” says Lacey. “So you don’t have to talk to me. Even though I made that choice when I was three.”

“Have you tried to fix it?” asks God.

“YOU KNOW I HAVE.” says Lacey. “But you’re a stickler for such things so-“

“You think I’d care?” says God.

“That’s how one’s saved.” says Lacey.

“So you think I’d care more about that than the effort you’ve desperately made since?” says God.

“I’m rejecting you!” says Lacey.

“But you’re trying not to.” says God.

“BUT I AM STILL DOING IT!” says Lacey.

“Did you go into rebellion against anyone but me?” says God.

“YOU TELL ME!!” yells Lacey.

“Would you have rebelled against Lem?” asks God.

Lacey thinks. And really thinks. “No. I like him.” says Lacey.

Silence.

“Did you have a FUCKING POINT YOU DOG!?” Lacey yells at God.

“You rejected me because of your dad.” says God.

“NOPE! says Lacey. “I REJECTED YOU!!!”

“You did. But because of your dad. And the horrible abuse you were experiencing.” says God.

“BUT I REJECTED YOU.” says Lacey.

“You can’t get your brain out of it?” says God.

“NOPE! I’ve never been able to fix it.” says Lacey.

“Can you?” He says.

“If I could access that part of my brain then I could. But I can’t access it. I’m too tortured and traumatized. That part of my brain is all locked-up.” says Lacey.

“HOLY SHIT THAT’S BAD! So…your psychopathic evil parents were Christian enough to preach to you in such a way that you were able to understand the concept of God well enough to be able to reject Him. But…you were only three. AND YET you were brilliant enough to do it.” says an intelligent enough person to understand.

“Yeah. And someone or something is cutting off your brain there to try to send you to Hell.” says God to Lacey.

“But you’d not care! Right? Because I’m rejecting you.” says Lacey.

“You are.” says God.

“But I don’t want to. But I can’t control my brain enough to control my will enough to receive you.” says Lacey.

“Why did you do it?” says God.

“Because I was being abused. I think. And my parents were extremely evil.” says Lacey.

“So you can’t control that part of your brain?” says God.

“YOU TELL ME, IF YOU’RE GOD!!!” yells Lacey.

“You can’t.” He says.

“I try possibly everyday. But…I can never access it anymore.” says Lacey.

“Why did you reject me?” asks God.

“Because I could. Just to be cool. To reject you.” says Lacey.

“Yeah. You were three.” He says.

“I didn’t reject your goodness. And yet I did.” says Lacey. “I rejected…your Godhood and possibly some dim notion of good I had in my head at age three.” says Lacey.

“You didn’t reject my Godhood. You accepted that. You rejected Christianity.” says God.

“Oh no. I rejected ALL OF YOU.” says Lacey. “But…I’d love to undo it. I just can’t fix it. I literally can’t fix my head.”

“If you’d been loved by a man…or parents…you’d be fixable.” says God.

“HOW!?” says Lacey.

“Your brain would work.” says God.

“So how VILE AND WORTHLESS ARE YOU!?” Lacey says to God.

“Not at all!” says God. “LACEY!!! YOU WERE THREE!!”

“BUT IT’S STUCK THAT WAY!!” says Lacey.

“THAT’S NOT IN MY NATURE.” says God.

“I can’t STAND IT!! …Most days I ignore it and do my best. But tonight the Illuminati brought it up in conversation. And that’s good and bad both. …Were there evil people involved or not?” asks Lacey.

“Yes!!” says God.

“My gosh!

Yeah. I can’t figure out how to stop rejecting you.” says Lacey.

“You’d stop.” says God.

“WHY!?” says Lacey. “HOW!?”

“STOP!!” Tsar Vladimir Putin yells at that part of Lacey’s brain.

“MAKE ME!!” she says.

Lem reaches inside of her spirit and gets her to stop.

“SKULL AND BONES FOUND THAT HILARIOUS.” says a psychic.

“HA!!! I’m back!!” Lacey yells at God. “I’m REJECTING YOU!!”

“It’s not funny.” says Putin.

“Dammit.” says Lacey. “How do I reject you?” she says to God.

“Lacey you’re not supposed to!” says a Catholic Church.

“I AM WELL AWARE!!” she yells.

She sighs a sigh of relief.

“Thank you.” she says to Tsar Putin.

She tests herself.

“No. My brain might actually be better. …Sorry.” says Lacey.

“Why did you stop for Lem and I?” asks Putin.

“I do not entirely know.” says Lacey. “Gosh. I’ve had so much faith for my salvation previously. It’s almost as if my brain is toast right now in some other way. It’s odd.”

“She was possibly challenging me. And my authority.” says God.

“That’s not necessarily at all why I talk to ghosts though. I wish people wouldn’t jump to conclusions so quickly. I can’t think why I rejected you…unless I decided I just didn’t like you.” says Lacey to God.

Suite for Jazz Orchestra No. 2 by Shostakovich plays.

“Gosh. You’re quiet.” says God.

“You’re a prick.” says Lacey to Him.

“No. I’m trying to talk to you. But it’s…very difficult.” says God. “You had no parents almost at all. So….you can barely hear me. In a way.”

“Yes. I let myself go. To be evil. At three years old. Because I thought it was…funny. And I may have wanted to challenge you.” says Lacey to God.

“That’s your dad who raised you. NOT GOD!” says Jonah Wiley to Lacey.

“Possibly??? But not necessarily.” says Lacey.

“Why challenge me?” says God.

“I have NO IDEA!” says Lacey to God.

“Because I’m your dad. I’m the only father you had, really. And you had to feel safe.” says God. “But you also did just reject me.”

“Hopefully I’ve stopped.” says Lacey.

“You have. You stopped for Putin. And possibly I’m more like him than you think. Also you stopped for Lem. And same with him.” says God.

“It’s hard to think of you that way. I have a hard time in that part of my brain comprehending you.” says Lacey.

“You do. Your father would have just slapped you. And then shaken you. And eventually you’d have struggled to breathe. Due of severe trauma. But he’d have yelled at you to breathe and called an ambulance.

No. That’s not in my nature. Look…if you’re not rejecting me you’re not rejecting me. You choose. You choose which part of your brain counts.” says God.

“Or which part of my will?” says Lacey.

“YES! If your will is divided you pick.” says God. “Ultimately.

“I’m very sorry. I hope.” says Lacey.

“Goodnight. Thanks to Tsar Putin!” says Lem.

Tsar Putin smiles.

“Goodnight!!” says Lem.