Great Scott

Turns out Zelda Fitzgerald has always had a fairly decent grasp of Lacey and her deep psychology. If we should call it that.

Zelda grew-up in the south and was very close to her mother. Lacey had a mother whose father had a very old southern name from the 1700s. Lacey‘s mother who raised her has a father, who she resembles and thinks like.

It’s profoundly comforting to Lacey when Zelda is loving. It reminds Lacey of the way that she assumed growing-up that she was loved and it could easily have been love in some cases, maternal love, but both Zelda Lacey highly doubt that it was.

Still, when Zelda is loving to Lacey, again, it’s incredibly comforting because on a certain level, Zelda understands Lacey and her deep psychology. In a sense Lacey and Zelda were raised by very similar mothers except Zelda’s mother loved her and Lacey‘s mother did not love Lacey.

“She understands Lacey’s madness. She may have even helped create it.” says Scott.

“It’s a beautiful culture.” they both say at the exact same time.

“They may even be distantly related if not by blood, then by legalities I guess you could say, and nurture not nature.” says Lem.

“Lem are you related to both Lacey and Zelda? You do actually look really like Lacey’s mother who raised her and you do resembles both of the two you in their eyes.” says FDR.

“I may be a distant cousin like fourth or fifth in both cases possibly I mean it would be very distant, but no very distant cousin. Or our people have very similar genetics and they came over at a very similar time to this country, but Lacey and Zelda actually do have the same last name. It’s not a stretch they actually have the same last name. Sayre and Seay are the same last name in Lacey’s mother’s family’s case they just evolved in different ways over time.” says Lem.

“So are they actually related or not?“ asks a very nervous perfume community.

“Yeah, they’re probably genuinely distantly related. Yes, that’s extremely likely.“ says Lem.

“And you were like those two yourself some what.” says the perfume community.

“Yes we would all be related and this is stuff that we’ve talked about now at this point for years. See my family didn’t side with the south Lacey‘s family was divided about the south and Zelda’s family sided mostly with the south. Do you understand what that’s about or should I explain that to you in two years?” asks Lem.

“Lem were you insane in a way that really only Lacey and Zelda as ridiculous as it is to say someone in your family would understand?” asks Eleanor Roosevelt.

“No Lacey’s not gonna pull out her family’s genealogy book and start showing you pictures. It’s none of your business to see.“ says Zelda to the perfume community.

“No and yeah, probably except Zelda may have actually been somewhat bisexual. I wasn’t and I was never in love with Jack, but that being said yeah, probably there probably is some thing about me that is different than most people alive.” says Lem.

“And Lacey being legally illegitimate or not was raised by Becca Seay and so she was always going to understand Lem. It was an evitable Jack, grow up!” says Mark Nesheim.

“No I didn’t marry my cousin in some cooky stupid way, maybe in an old money, aristocratic way that you aren’t a part of.” Lem says to Jack.

“Yeah, Jack see I knew this conversation was coming. That’s why I was so tentative with you last night when you seemed to possibly be being vulnerable with me.“ says Louis Hill Jr..

Jack looks unhappy.

“Zelda, are you capable of pretending to be convincingly gay without being gay too or were you actually bisexual?“ asks Scott.

“Oh well I may or may not have been bisexual in a real way, but it was certainly convincing to some people and no I am incredibly good at acting in that way, so is Lacey‘s grandfather. We have a talent at…describing things.” says Zelda. “Actually Lacey‘s grandfather was an actor and he was trying to become famous that’s why he lived in Los Angeles for a while in 1940s.”

“That was where he met the grandmother that Lacey thought was her actual grandmother biologically. So see Jack, Lacey is either Lem’s distant cousin and then you just got kicked in the teeth by reality at the end of the 20th Century, beginning of the 21st. Or she’s not actually physically his cousin…maybe. …Maybe. …But she would understand him, because she was raised by people who were somewhat like him, distantly related. If she is Tommy Banks’s daughter biologically… she could’ve been your older sister-in-law in a sense or close to it. Right? And do you want to go through that whole rigmarole again or not?

Or would you rather think of her as Lem’s distant cousin who understands Lem in a way that you never will and Lem wasn’t even attracted to you. …You know, you’re getting screwed Jack. You’re getting screwed so I hope it’s fun for you. I know you like to get screwed.” says Mark Nesheim.

“See my new way of looking at Lacey is to think that she’s basically just like a historical character so when you visit her blog or you visit her Instagram gallery, you’ve got to think of her as like a museum an actual living museum. It’s not meant to be taken personally it’s a museum.” says a perfume hater.

“Yeah that’s accurate. That was the way she always approached herself which is part of the reason she was stunned and people took everything she was doing so personally.” says F. Scott Fitzgerald.

“When did she start seeing herself as like a curator of something that she couldn’t quite articulate?” asks a living woman.

“I experienced the same thing to some degree because my family was somewhat old money too on my father’s side. I just didn’t see it that way consciously. That’s where my name came from. You know, I’m Frances Scott Fitzgerald, as in Francis Scott Key who wrote the Star-Spangled Banner. The Seays really were a prestigious family. They weren’t extremely wealthy but no they were a prestigious family before the Civil War literally ended there centuries long fortune that started in England. Actually, it might’ve started in France. My family was wealthier but we were upper class and they were maybe upper middle to upper class in the early 1800s. So sort of like oh Kate, the future Queen of England’s family was wealthy in Lacey‘s family’s case in the. So Kate’s family was wealthy and they are wealthy but not like the British Royal Family is wealthy. Does that make sense? My family wasn’t as wealthy as the royal family, but they were wealthier than both Lacey and Kate’s family. My family was actually wealthier than that.” He drinks tea. “Lacey actually really does and did remind me a lot of Zelda. They’re very different though too. Lacey is more of an Anglophile. …Doesn’t that seem eerie? Or do people not really read me as much as they pretend to?

When did Lacey start to feel uneasy? When she was a toddler.” says F. Scott Fitzgerald.

“Can I just talk about the old money aesthetic for a moment and how much it irritates me that people pretend to have Louis Vuitton when they don’t really have a Louis Vuitton?! And I’m not talking about fake Louis Vuitton I’m talking about people who are on TikTok talking about how Louis Vuitton and Gucci and Chanel and Dior but perhaps especially Louis Vuitton is trash and it’s only carried by trash people. I carry Louis Vuitton still and I’m kind of a big deal.” says an African American woman who married well and is in the Illuminati. “I’m not gonna talk about it but I don’t think it’s a coincidence that Lacey likes Louis Vuitton as much as I do.”

“I actually don’t either. So is that something people handle or that or is that just bizarre and astounding to them?” says Lacey.

“You only have one restored Noé and one Speedy, right?” asks a handbag collector.

“Yes, although hopefully I will be able to find an Alma in the next year or so.” says Lacey.

“So you restore the Noé at Louis Vuitton?” asks a handbag collector.

“Yes I did. Yep they sent it. I think to France to have it re-I mean that’s where it was made right…so they sent it to France and had it restored.“ says Lacey.

“She talks like that because that’s how we trained her to talk because that’s how we talk to our underlings.” says Mark Nesheim.

“Oh you being condescending?“ asks a perfume hater’s husband.

“No, no she’s not being condescending. You can interpret it that way, but in reality she’s being dismissive of your petty, bourgeois antics.“ says Nils Nesheim.

“You were raised in wealth in Norway?” asks a perfume hater.

“Well that depends on how you look at wealth. How do you want to find wealth right? …Because that’s what’s so frustrating. It’s that you’re talking a mile a minute in your head and not much is really coming out of your mouth.” says Nils.

“It’s Nils, not Nels!!?” condescendingly asks a perfume hater’s husband.

“Oh you think you’re going to correct me?! I grew up in Norway I was born there in the 1800’s you little fucking idiot. Yes it’s Nils, you slob.” says Nils.

“Were you saying Slav, or slob?” says Putin.

“Someday you’ll find out and I mean that respectfully, sir.” says Nils.

“Your great grandfather that was born in the 1800’s is calling me a sloth?!? Oh my gosh I’m so offended.“ says a Millennial actress, laughing.

“So she truly does went around, dismissing everybody including me?!” asks Casi.

“Well, I couldn’t figure out where you were coming from with your superiority because really, you accused me of being superior and lordly but you guys are the ones that actually were that way, especially when I start getting more followers.” says Lacey.

“She might’ve been that way when people attacked her at first in self-defense. That’s the thing – that’s not who she is. That’s kind of more who you guys are. Why can’t you ever take ownership of that? I don’t wanna hear some excuse. ‘Oh I’m a narcissist!’ It’s still a problem, even if you’re a narcissist.” says Lem.

“I meant when I compared your $8000 $10,000 ring to my $600 ring to be an insult.” says Nancy.

“Yeah what is it? What is the insult? See y’all think you’re so clever but the onus is on you to make sense when you’re communicating to somebody it’s not just on Lacey as the listener.” says Lem.

“Jack I think you had the same delusion as your mom. Your mom, Jack! Jack I think you’re like your mom.” says a woman in the Illuminati.

“So what was the insult?!” asks Nils Nesheim.

“I’d like to know!” says Mark Nesheim.

“I was trying to say that I had better taste and I knew you’d know more about it than I do, I think you’re probably smarter than me, but I was still trying to insinuate that I had better taste.” says Nancy to Lacey.

“And then I wasn’t even aware of that because to me that’s just absolute bullshit…and it went over my head…and that hurt your feelings because you’re really just a total fucking bitch from the hood who thinks incredibly highly of herself. Isn’t that true you little slut?” asks Lacey with help from her father. “Don’t think for one second that I’m gonna take your kindness seriously.”

“Why are you using words that don’t sound sophisticated when you talk to me?” asks Nancy.

“Because I don’t think you’re sophisticated. I think your street trash. Literally. Get a grip. That’s what I always thought of you once I figured out who you really are.“ says Lacey. “What the fuck did you want for me? You’re poor, Hispanic and common. You drive an expensive car, buy expensive handbags and have a shitty house. That’s an old trick. You seem ordinary.”

“But I might be slightly German.” says Nancy.

“Yeah and I might be related to actual literal royalty, so fucking what, you moron!” says Lacey.

“Yeah some things are are too distant to count, and then some things could almost count…and it actually is a thing. There are some nuances. And Lacey is extraordinarily well aware of every nuance. Don’t keep trying to correct her unless if you actually know more…because you look like an idiot!” says Louis to everyone.

“As a Hispanic woman I took an incredible amount of pride in my good taste.” says Nancy.

“Well yes and I think it’s lovely that as a Hispanic woman you have a tendency towards a taste in the finer things but then that’s what it is.” says Lacey. “Unfortunately, you could go back and say you are related to the conquistadors and maybe you are…but then who were the conquistadors?! You should study that, possibly instead of pretending to be German.”

“And is it possible that by some genetic fluke in you so to speak…you’re still trying to fight a British woman. Think about it…it’s not maybe as insane as we once would’ve thought that it was.” says Tom Banks.

“So were the conquistadors, all rich? No. But they were very skilled, and they in some cases may have had a taste for the finer things. I don’t know they probably were at least somewhat dignified, elegant people, even if they weren’t actually all wealthy.” says Lacey.

“So you think I’m like a conquistador?” asks Nancy of Lacey.

“How are you not like a conquistador Nancy? Think about it! You felt some sense of honor and pride that you had to defend when you saw my gallery, and it was very personal to you in some mysterious way?!” says Lacey.

“You’ve gained weight but it you don’t look anything like me.” says Nancy to Lacey.

“No and when a black woman gains weight she doesn’t look like you either. What is your problem?” asks a black woman.

“I look weird carrying Louis Vuitton when I weigh what I did in my early 20’s.” says Nancy.

“Then maybe you’re just not that type of person?” asks a Hispanic woman.

“I look German when I’m fat and I don’t mean that in a flattering way to myself.” says Nancy.

“No you know honestly I wouldn’t put you in Hermès or Louis Vuitton or Gucci, unfortunately what I would actually put you in is Balenciaga but not Balenciaga today Balenciaga in like 2008.” says Lacey.

“Like a Balenciaga Metro Bag?!” asks Nancy.

“Yeah why is that an insult to you?! Explain! Why is that an insult?! Why are you suddenly insulted?” asks Lacey’s aunt.

“No I am not these people. OK? I grew up Irish in a way that my wife wasn’t we had a saloon. I went to good schools and I am very smart. She wasn’t an aristocrat, but she was higher class than I was. I’m talking about my wife Rose. …But I am lost too. I think the Metro Bag in 2008 was actually very stylish and I would know I do have very good taste people commented on it most of my life. …Did you think like me that having good taste was a way up in the world because it’s not it’s part of it but then it has to be actual authentic good taste in every aspect not just petty bourgeois, antics and imitations of people. …And I failed that obviously, but not completely. I am wondering dear though…how you won at all. That’s a very stylish bag.” says J. P. Kennedy.

“Because it’s not old money. I didn’t know that it was if it is and that’s the problem. I guess you would say…I don’t know.” says Nancy.

“I just wanted to win.” says Nancy. “And basically didn’t realize that you had a limited budget of like $20,000. We thought that that was poor.”

“Yeah it was $20,000 to start I mean at this point I have spent more probably I know it was about $20,000 to start.” says Lacey.

“OK but I’ve spent like hundreds of thousands of dollars on handbags and cars and plastic surgery and my house is worth like $100,000 to $200,000 depending on global warming it might be worthless.” says Nancy.

“Well and I’m sure you spent a lot of money on for-profit education that made you feel posh too and starting some non-lucrative business. Several of them that made you also feel posh.” says Lacey’s aunt.

“Creative Solutions by Nancy. We’re going to see if my collar stays up the entire time that I have this broadcast.” *Lacey does a fake posh laugh* “This is my new house. And if I was being honest I’d say that this isn’t really how you wear this blouse…but it looks expensive.”

“How do you know how poor I am?” asks Nancy.

“It’s just obvious over time. At first it wasn’t but then the more that I talk to you it became obvious – there’s almost always not always, but there’s almost always something that gives it away.” says Lacey.

A moment later.

“I am curious though why did you actually think you had better taste? Truly what was it?” asks Lacey.

“Because I couldn’t figure out why you were buying what you were buying.” says Nancy.

“But that looks to me like you were just playing class warfare and losing, but insisting on the fact that you thought you’d won, which, by the way, Torsten is why the English still care. Because we still argue with people like you who are delusional narcissists in that way. And we won over your country! TWICE! Is that what bothers you?! The fact we live in the past because we won twice in the past over your little blessed country?!” says Lacey.

“Yes!” he says.

“But then the English are the ones who are delusional for thinking that you still care in a dishonest way?!” asks Lacey.

“Are you proud of the English or do you just love them?” says Torsten.

“I am English, Torsten. It’s not like your possible imagination of Lem and Jack. I am English!” says Lacey.

Torsten smiles.

“So it’s not some unrequited love that you just don’t care about?” asks Torsten. “ because English don’t love you. Why would they you’re American.”

“That’s a very sloppy analogy and it doesn’t work.” says Lacey.

“What if they don’t love you?” asks Torsten.

“I don’t care I truly don’t care I mean I care, but in a sense I don’t care Torsten. I don’t give two shits what they think in that way.” says Lacey.

“Because it’s just England and it’s just because it’s just England and England is England and it always was England and hopefully always will be England. It’s just England.” says an Englishman.

“Because they wish we hadn’t come over here on the Mayflower.” says Lem’s dad.

“But that was so long ago your genetic genetics don’t matter anymore?” says Torsten weakly.

“What if our genetics do matter, what if me and Lacey and Lem are genetically English?” says Zelda.

“And Scott and Jack are both Irish!” says Joe Sr. rolling his eyes.

“So should you have focused more on Janet Jack, and less on Lem…I mean you might’ve had feelings for Lem…but let’s just say that you were shallow and that you really just wanted to win. Why didn’t you focus more in Janet?!” asks a woman.

“I didn’t know what was going on.” says JFK. “I pretended to know, and I was annoying and evil but no I might not be as smart as my older brother and I’m not a ditz I might just not be as smart.”

“I didn’t like the ring it isn’t really showy and gaudy cause it’s a cocktail ring that you were obviously choosing to wear as a wedding ring, even though you knew it was a cocktail ring as much as I did. And I think that irritated me because I could tell you were doing it to be snobby. You’re really snobby, but it’s in this insidious way. And I just didn’t like the ring. I thought it was too ornate. It just isn’t my taste. I don’t really like Art Deco stuff in that way.” says Nancy.

“Oh of course I’m snobby and you probably don’t care why or do you?! Are you too busy with your nose up in the air with your bullshit box that you live in?” says Lacey.

“I think you should just let them have it!” says Elizabeth.

“You all have shit taste, and have room in the world. Not the innocent among you who know how to be kind to people and don’t have their nose up in the air but people like Nancy who think that a shit box isn’t just a shit box.” says Lacey.

“So you’re not offended people call you snobby ?!” asks a man.

“No, and I’m proud of it. I’ll be snobby if I have to. I have no problem being in charge and that way.” says Lacey.

“Then you have to prepare for war because that’s what we’ll do well declare war on you!” says Torsten as a German.

“Yes! Over what, over what?! But for what purpose?! Do you know?! If you just like meaningless pedantic bullshit then I might just kill you if it’s a war.” says Lacey smiling politely. “I mean, do you really even know what a war even is?! Or have people forgotten because they’re too busy studying culture and not nation states because we’re better than that right we don’t need to know about geography and actual history. We just want to hear about Foucault and…sex.”

“You really think we’re just supercilious bullshit artist at this point in academia?!” asks Torsten.

“Isn’t that what you actually are in reality?!? And if it is don’t come at me with your bullshit self righteousness, that you think is actual righteousness.” says Lacey.

“You think we pretend to be self righteous to give people sympathy and fool them, when in reality, we really just think that we’re totally full of like absolute truth, when I say I don’t believe in absolute truth. The truth is we don’t know why we wake up in the morning and we should probably just shoot ourselves.” says a man in the Illuminati trying to intuit Torsten.

“So then why don’t you shoot yourselves? Honest question. Are you brainwashed into thinking that your life has a purpose that it doesn’t have because you refuse to acknowledge that reality exists or are you really that vain and stupid and you actually do have a purpose for getting up in the morning and it’s to try to prove yourself to the world because you’re really just a shallow narcissistic twat from the lower class.” says Lacey.

“It’s just to enjoy myself.” says Torsten.

“Right well and that’s very rational. Do you see the conundrum?” says Lacey.

“Would it be better to say that you think academia is just all indie music all the time and that we were essentially disparaged classical music and said it’s total rotten shit?”says Torsten.

“Basically yeah yeah that’s exactly the problem to some extent it’s just nonsense and why are you all so stuck on it it’s suspicious.” says Lacey.

“Well yeah, because then there’s life outside of the classroom and life‘s not a mere literal classroom.” says a living Joe.

“Why were you always trying to sound to Lacey like you were superior to her?” asks Nils.

“Welp Nils, because I am just…umm…I mean what do you want me to say?” says Nancy.

“You’re just a what?!” asks Nils.

A photo taken by Lacey in 2016 of her rare Salut de Schiaparelli parfum from the 1930’s.
The 1920’s or 30’s Art Deco diamond and platinum ring Nancy thought was gaudy and too oranate that still belongs to Lacey.
F. Scott Fitzgerald as a statue in 2015.
Vintage Hermes scarf, the (real, as in 1920’s or 30’s) Art Deco diamond and sapphire ring and cashmere on Lacey in 2015.
“A god-awful photo of Lacey‘s face, it’s an insult to her. But not a terrible photo of her body. She’s quite curvy. She’s not big breasted like Marilyn Monroe but she is curvy.” says Lem.
“A slightly better photo of her face but not a good photo of her body.” says Lem.
“A great photo of her body in some ways.” says Lem.
“Another slightly better photo of her face.” says Lem.
“Lacey.” says Lem.
“Lacey.” says Lem.
“Lacey.” says Lem.
“Lacey.” says Lem.
“Lacey’s eyes…mostly…and the ring.” says Lem.
“Again of Lacey’s body post both pregnancies.” says Lem. “Yes, she did buy the dress.”
“Her face to some degree.” says Lem.
“Lacey.” says Lem.
“Last fall.” says Lem.
“High school. She played and plays the viola.” says Lem.
“With her ex-husband.” says Lem. “That’s her chin line when she weighs a lot less.”
“Lacey.” says Lem.
“Her chin line in 2021. It’s sagged more due to stress since.” says Lem.
“She really is terribly unphotogenic.” says Lem.
“When she wore braces for the second time.” says Lem. “And started losing hair due to anemia.”
“Without the braces.” says Lem. “An okay photo. I actually took this one. Literally.”

“Lem how did you take a photo?“ asks Nancy.

“She asked me to. Who is she looking at? Me. And that’s all I’m gonna say for now.” says Lem. “ I also took the following three photos.”

“There’s kind of a sexual vibe to those photos was that intentional on Lacey’s part or not?” asks a Millennial.

“No, I think she was trying to look sexy but like in a fake way. I probably directed the photograph and she was interacting with me. I doubt that she was ever intending to be sexual in the way that it looks possibly at all.” says Lem.

“Yeah and see this is the backlash that I was worried about. I’m actually very glad that Target took down some of their merchandise not because I want to limit free trade or ruin people’s lives but because you can’t force people to do things using Target.” says Louis.

“What did these pictures have to do with that though Louis?” asks a Sarah.

“You were somewhat friends with Lacey when you were in the fifth grade and you’re Catholic and I might actually have met your grandparents in Heaven. Or you were Catholic? Regardless, though sweetie because me now, you seem young, even though you were friends with Lacey. Let’s just put it this way: if Lem wasn’t pansexual or bisexual it’s troubling to people even on a subconscious level. Because I’m about to jack to hear sensually conned us because of the books that have been written about them in the 21st-century so far with the information that we have into thinking that he was straight, possibly bisexual and that long was just flamingly gay and madly in love with him. And here’s the trouble spot Sarah if he wasn’t if I’m wasn’t if that was just a con job how did we figure that out? Because it took someone like Lacey pointing out that lambs voice sounds fake and contrived to make us wonder. Did you hear that? fake and contrived? And people can insist that it wasn’t, but Lacey is extraordinarily careful, honest and discerning. I’d really her word is much more valid than theirs, and probably almost every if not every case. And that’s the problem when you push someone like Lacey to far insisting that she’s ugly, insisting that she’s poor, insisting that you make sense based on your lies, and not based on your actual truth, that is just actual truth, not your truth. And see here’s the thing Sarah I know whether or not it was contrived or not Lacey doesn’t. And if I keep allowing or insisting that he was straight, what is she supposed to make of that when she sees it as being contrived, she knows herself, and how honest and usually right on the mark she basically always is. And that’s the that’s the problem, Sarah if if if Lem was straight and he was molested and he was straight, and not at all gay then his mannerisms were entirely 100% contrived and fake. His mannerisms that seemed gay and still seem gay to us at large, not to Lacey. Maybe not to everybody but to most people he still seems gay. And he wasn’t gay…so then what gives? Are people stupid? Are they ignorant? Or are they lying? And if they’re lying what are they lying about Sarah? And why are they like that? What do they get out of it?” says Louis.

“We think Louis is gay because he said he was.” says a Millennial woman condescendingly. She’s being serious.

“Oh I never said I was…and I had a wife and two kids actually I had two wives and no I wasn’t like that at all that’s probably contradictory to everything that’s ever been written about me. …It’s an interesting conversation though. It’d be interesting to have that conversation if you’re trying to have it, and you’re not just accidentally saying something very stupid.” says Louis.

“I never said I was gay ever potentially to anyone if I did, and if I did it was in a very hostile, short-tempered, angry way and that was because I didn’t wanna talk about it because it made me uncomfortable because I actually wasn’t gay. I…I don’t think you seem to understand. I never came out of the closet ever openly possibly at all. Like at all at all like it isn’t just that I never talked about it. I never admitted to it, possibly to literally any one ever. And that’s the problem right? It’s all hearsay and yet people say that I was gay or really anything other than anything that I actually said. I never commented on it possibly almost at all. …I might’ve actually intimated that I was straight. …It’s possible people have lied and they didn’t want to make it seem like I was a hateful homophobic asshole with a gay voice, because it scared them about what it meant about JFK and the Kennedys and a lot of other things as well. …It essentially may have been pointing out to the emperor that he had no clothes and people didn’t have the guts to be that honest and so they just decided to assume I was genuinely gay. Also, if I did say anything at all or intimate to anyone anything otherwise in the 1970s like it says on Wikipedia it would’ve been to someone that I thought I could trust and now I wouldn’t. And why wouldn’t I trust them? Because they took what I said and read their own interpretation into it for their own reasons. …I…I mean am I supposed to read their mind now?! I don’t know why they took what I said the way that they did! I suppose you could take it that I was gay for sure one hundred percent authentic 21st-century verified way, but that’s self-absorbed and narcissistic or intellectually cheating or it’s just pure ignorance. …I said it in the context of the time that I said it it which was before the 1980s. I died in 1981. …So in that sense I didn’t know what I was talking about. I didn’t fully understand bisexuality; I didn’t understand pansexuality. Not because there is something off about me in my brain, but because I didn’t have all of the facts and I may not be someone who is quite as fastidious as Lacey when it comes to pronouncements. …So nowadays, I might’ve thought that I was bisexual for a while after I was molested. I might’ve thought, ‘I think I might be bisexual.’ because I would’ve realized if I’d been a millennial that I was still attracted to women, and that that’s not gay. But then I would’ve realized eventually that I wasn’t even bisexual or pansexual and instead I was just straight and that I’d been molested. But see…that’s how people would think today. This was America in the 1930’s to the 1980’s.

In my mind I thought because of what I experienced while I was molested, I thought that I was gay, but I wasn’t.

So basically, I mislaboured under the misapprehension that I was gay most of my life. …And yet on a certain level homosexuality seemed like an absolute farce to me. I didn’t think it was worth talking about because I thought it was bullshit. And because I wasn’t gay, a part of me wondered if I was straight and wondered if I had ruined my life and my family knew that.

My family always wondered if I was screwed-up and straight. They may still wonder at times, some of them. And maybe they don’t because I don’t know entirely…but the ones that I am aware of – there there could be a few that do possibly. For all you know, my siblings are angry at me right now because they feel like I’ve hurt not a lot of people. Our whole family, Lacey, my kids, and they’re devastated by it. And my parents might be as well and my grandparents might also be. Because they can’t figure out why I took being molested so seriously and not my desires for women, my entire life.

It’s possible that Louis and Michael have become friends with my family because of how angry they’ve been at times. And the thing is, I really was probably just trying to be honest and honorable in both directions. I didn’t want to talk about being gay because it made me feel uncomfortable. I thought I might be lying or I thought there might be something phony about the entire thing. I also thought that I could be gay because like Lacey, I believe in objective fact and science, and I couldn’t explain it to myself what physiologically happened while I was gay because I was a virgin, and I was innocent, and an incredibly, romantic, loving man. …I was molested. Do I need to be more graphic than that for people who are pedophilic and play dumb? I was molested. Because obviously, I’m not going to indulge some asshole who should be dead by now.” says Lem.

“But then to me that just means that you were gay because that’s too complicated of an explanation and it made me feel stupid because it made me feel stupid. I now think that everything you just said was a lie.” says a Millennial woman.

“Then how are you capable of voting or living in a democracy because you sound like you have an IQ that’s not fully developed as an adult capable of governing themselves!” yells Lem, losing his patience.

“And that’s why she’s not a populist anymore because of people like you who truly can’t think through the logic and just have to look for some emotional shortcut!” says Nils Nesheim, sadly.

“OK so that makes sense…and I don’t know why people don’t want to hear that. I think they’re emotionally attached to a book cover or two or three of Lem and Jack and they don’t want to think that when they look at a gay guy that they might not be seeing his authentic self.” says Kris. “Right Louis?”

“Yes, because a lot of gay culture is fake and whether that’s because it’s allowed in Heaven because it’s seemingly two consenting adult people, and homosexuals have internalized homophobia and transphobia and they’re confused…but are too egotistical to admit that possibility… Or if it’s because according to other theologians who are also Christian, it could be that they genuinely have a mental disorder, and it might also be evil… Well, that’s something for you and your theologians and the Bible and God in prayer to figure out over time in an honest way. …But regardless, there are a lot of aspects of the LGBT community culture that have not been openly discussed. There’s a lot that’s not honestly discussed because it’s too scary not just to straight people but to the people themselves in the community. And that’s what I’m worried about. I’m worried that people are falling through the cracks…and that it’s part of the decay of society. And the people who are good hearted and sensitive like Michael who’ve been born within the last 20 to 30 years, who really could be being bullied in a real way for seeming truly slightly different…are being done a huge disservice by a community being led by people who are not really honest.” says Louis.

“So Lem you were straight and you were buried by the Kennedys because you kept trying to be their friend essentially, and they were in your life until the very end and they may have even killed you to shut you up but either way you kept trying to be their friend until the variant is that correct?” asks a Millennial woman.

“That was probably the way my will was set up when I made that will. And I may have been in the mindset that they were people that cared about me when I made that will…whether I thought that or not when I died. It’s possible that if they killed me that that was their revenge. Also killing me and making it look like I killed myself over Jack. Or it could’ve been that I killed myself on his birthday or around his birthday because I was trying to say that when he died, I died. Right?! No, I was probably trying to say that when he was born, I died. And honestly, I did used to plan his birthday at times…but that’s a strange time for me to kill myself instead of the day that he died. Wouldn’t it be a lot more romantic for me to kill myself when he died than to have killed myself on the day that he was born? Killing yourself and someone’s birthday is more of an F you not like an, ‘FU hey later I’ll suck your cock!’ but more of an, ‘F you, go to hell you fucking bastard!’ And see that’s the thing it’s all been spinned and turned into something that it’s not. Strangely, they’ve been honest about the fact that there are no facts because you would think they’d have the realization that they probably should lie and make up facts but it’s also possible that if they did that they’d be outed as the con artists that they are. …It’s also possible they didn’t know why I killed myself, and I just didn’t wanna bother telling them, but see it was a day before he was born, and I was born a year before he was. Isn’t that poetic?!” says Lem bitterly.

“Umm kind of like Bernie Madoff’s son!” says a Millennial woman in the Illuminati.

“If they killed you why didn’t they kill you on 22nd of November?“ asks a hair stylist.

“What if I killed myself? Or what if I aggravated them to give me too many drugs because I knew that they were getting pissed off?” asks Lem.

“So you planned it in a way?” asks a journalist in the Illuminati.

“Yes! Because they could get away with my murder.” says Lem.

“And they were hurt you weren’t gay? Or a pedophile?” asks a journalist in the Illuminati.

“Yes! Possibly.” says Lem. “Even on a subconscious level.”

“Because you weren’t in love with any of them?” asks the journalist.

“Yes!” says Lem.

“So your family has a page of a knighted author on Wikipedia Lacey that’s pretty much accurate other than his possible involvement in the Illuminati and the fact that he might not have been truly dirt poor when his family first came to United States as a Norwegian immigrant?” asks an actress in the Illuminati.

“Yes! Yep that’s a hundred percent accurate.” says Lacey.

“See you thought inculcating Lacey Banks raised as a Nesheim would somehow prove to her that she was poor whoever you are Mr. Blue. But I think what you don’t understand is that she’s not poor in that way.” says the hair stylist.

“How is she poor then?“ he asks with a smile.

“Okay, she literally doesn’t have a current verifiable net worth of millions of dollars.” says the hair stylist.

“But then why doesn’t that matter?” asks Mr. Blue.

“Because if you left things alone, and not screwed with the entirety of Western Civilization she would have in the next 5 to 10 years from right now. See she’s rich but they don’t have the money in the bank right now they inherit it and they make it over time. They invest it. And that’s what a lot of people who are in the lower classes don’t understand about old money Mr. Blue their financial trajectories don’t operate in the same way that ours do.” says the hair stylist. She laughs.

He thinks. “So essentially when I got pissed off at her for not reading my book that I wrote, I was talking to someone who was not working at a job outside the house, was collecting expensive perfume was flirting with me and hurting my wife because she was so pretty. And was basically a multi multi millionaire through her social station in the old money upper class.”

“Good job for admitting that! Now you have just a tiny bit more honor and she’ll probably take you just a little more seriously.” says the southern hair stylist.

“I have apologized for assuming that you were in a bad marriage. How about that? But what is the apology then that I should be giving you now? Could you try to articulate something?” says Lacey.

“I think you seemed spoiled and interested in money, and I told myself that you came from a poorer class, probably to avoid certain aspects of reality or because I was being idiot.” says Mr. Blue to Lacey.

“I’m not really necessarily spoiled or interested in money.” says Lacey.

“She has a $500,000.00 house. A decent number of luxury items. Takes modest but tasteful vacations. And dresses nice. How is that spoiled?” asks a handbag collector.

“Because you seemed so blasé about it!” says Mr. Blue.

“Because to her it is blasé. It’s what she was raised to expect as a mediocre life.” says the hair stylist. “At best!”

“Were you embarrassed by your perfume collection like it was a tacky thing to be collecting?” Mr. Blue asks Lacey.

“How do I answer that because in way yes. It’s a cosmetic. No, I mean my family that raised me is new old money. And I’m smart enough to realize that older old money isn’t quite that fastidious in that way. So where the family that raised me mocked me for wearing perfume and collecting it, I knew that that was hogwash on a certain level, and I also know that there’s people around the world who take perfume collecting very seriously throughout history who have been very truly elite. And me with my independent mind, I knew that it was art and that that’s actually exquisite because it’s a truly feminist form of art. I knew that it’s art that has been has been overlooked throughout history, partially because it’s been primarily collected and valued by women. I and I decided to indulge myself, my marriage was going awry and so I thought this will be for me this collection. This indulgence will be some thing that I can enjoy that will bring joy to my daily life and make it easier for me to live, and not want to die. But that’s me having an independent mind and thinking for myself. And what that means is to be able to shift and sift through everything in your head and figure out what’s of value and what isn’t according to the word of God. So in that sense no it wasn’t embarrassing to me, but in the sense that it is a cosmetic, yes and in the sense that I suppose it’s a bit embarrassing because it does seem, as some people may be suggesting, a little tawdry and a little personal. …But I see that is just absolute bullshit right because I actually do appreciate real art and I know the kind of vile stuff that’s considered to be art nowadays. You know things with the Virgin Mary doing disgusting acts and it’s featured in popular museums that children might go to. I mean it’s disgusting. So if the powers that be recognize that as legitimate art, and not just shit thrown on a wall and called art by someone who is trying to be pedantic or postmodern…then I’m pretty sure that I should be allowed to enjoy something that to me isn’t sexual. It might be to my husband. It might be to someone walking down the street but it isn’t me. It isn’t my children. It isn’t to God in relation to me. To me it’s no different than smelling an actual flower. I mean it’s essentially just like wearing flowers. To other people it might mean something, but why do I have to be constantly grossly concerned about everyone’s interpretation of every fucking little thing that I do why doesn’t my experience in this life matter at all?” says Lacey.

“You know Mr. Blue, why don’t you go attack Georgia O’Keeffe. Go to her grave and yell at her and ask her why she painted flowers and wasn’t more embarrassed by it because that’s essentially the argument that you’ve now gotten into whether you meant to or not with Lacey.” says Mark Nesheim.

“You know all the Nesheims are like that. We’re all extraordinarily serious people who take everything very seriously. We don’t get upset in a competitive way we get upset about politics, art, literature, music, things that are extremely important and of actual value. We’re not petty people and if we are it’s creepy. We can be very creepy. Scary people in a real way. But we’re not simple minded people! Get over it!” says Nils Nesheim to Mr. Blue and Bobby Kennedy.

“Do you guys see yourselves below the Hill family of Minnesota or not?“ asks Louis of Nils.

“No we think we’re below them because we are. But it’s not that were chopped liver. It’s just that we’re not them, we’re not you know quite like that, but in a way we are, but we’re not…we’re not quite like that and I could write probably a book on the topic.” says Nils.

“Why?” asks Lem.

“Well because of Louis’s mothers ancestry, and because of how extraordinarily wealthy James J Hill was and what he did with it.” says Nils.

“Nancy can you in your spirit if there’s an afterlife or now…can you answer why you thought you were superior to Lacey because that’s really what’s bothering a lot of people right now. What was it just objectively speaking?” asks Lem’s dad.

“I thought that I had better taste because it was more modern and updated and fresh.” says Nancy.

“I could see someone thinking that I don’t think it’s accurate but that’s interesting.” says Lacey.

“Do you just see it as like dated the way that I would dress?” asks Nancy.

“Yeah, so if you don’t go to Hell and burn for eternity, then no I don’t think you are vile. And that is something that we have a chance to avoid until we die a lot of us that think we’re alive may actually be far more headed to Hell or headed to Heaven than purely alive, depending on where you are with God and Christ and the Holy Spirit, the Holy Trinity. But as far as your tastes go, no I think they’re bourgeois, petty, and very dated.” says Lacey.

“ I see you’re kind of like your own subculture.” says a Millennial to Lacey.

“Yes I have been most of my life. I’ve never thought of it that way, but yes, essentially I am and that’s fine I just I didn’t expect people to get quite so I am hostile and boisterous in the perfume community over my love for, you know, Coty perfume from 1950.” says Lacey.

“So in that sense you’re a freak, but I bet you don’t think of it that way at all?” says a young Boomer.

“No, I don’t think of it that way because I’m not one.” says Lacey.

“Ok so like I don’t get it because you know I would pretend like that exact perfume just to seem old money and piss you off but if I had the money that you do, I wouldn’t be buying that bottle of Coty perfume.” says Nancy.

“Yes, but I don’t like what you buy as much as you do.” says Lacey.

“OK but you’re like a lot prettier than me and a lot smarter than me and you’re old money. But I honestly don’t get why you think a bottle of faded 1950 perfume by Coty is more pretty than my bottle of Tom Ford perfume from 2019. Well I mean I bought it like a couple of years ago but like 2017 or 18 or something.” says Nancy.

“You’re right I am a lot better looking in general than you and a lot kinder and smarter and all that. And you’re really just a jealous, narcissistic prick in how you’ve approached it up until pretty much today as far as I know. So it’s very hard for me to have an objective conversation with you. And that being said, if I take you seriously what you tend to like umm…is very stimulating to the nose in a way that frankly reminds me of the one time that I used pot. That’s the only time I’ve ever used drugs and I don’t recommend using drugs. Matter-of-fact it’s a terrible idea but speaking from that experience…it has a sort of out of your body, uncontrollable, almost hallucinatory effect. And of course it’s just perfume so there’s-it’s far more innocent. But the fact is you know it’s chemical, it’s synthetic and synthetic can mean not from the ground right? Or it can mean that it’s providing an experience for your brain that isn’t natural to your brain. So right, the notes that imitate a dentist’s office in Baccarat 540 aren’t really you know bringing you a to a dentist’s office that’s just what your brain is telling you. But I prefer something that doesn’t do that that isn’t fake. You know some thing that’s possibly still chemical but is imitating something you could smell in a bottle or that makes sense to smell in a bottle. Some things actually do irritate me with how fake they smell that are old like Coty Bois de Muguet has always irritated me because it’s supposed to smell like fresh lily-of-the-valley and I only give it a free pass because it’s from the 1950s and people were a lot more innocent. Where as your way of seeing it is what I am you like what a cushion cut whereas I don’t like a cushion cut because to me it looks dated, petty and bourgeois. It looks like someone’s trying to make something looks soft and sparkly at the same time. I mean it’s like oh you know someone stayed up all night using cocaine and then they’re going to do what wear their ring as a pillow? It’s a stone, it’s a hard rock. It’s not a good cushion. And so the thing is before things started becoming intellectually offensive to my tastes I liked them so I’d say previous to maybe 1980 I like almost everything. But then from 1980 until maybe let’s say, Angel was maybe pushing it. Like Mugler Angel was probably where I started to drop off in my ability to fully appreciate new perfume. So yeah like the early 2000s is where I get lost and I’m like, ‘Well okay, La Petite Robe Noire I still like that!’ but then it’s just…after that things are very inventive. They’re very fascinating. They’re very intellectual and they’re very creative. But they’re not they’re not grounded in reality they’re not they’re not heartfelt to me anyway they don’t seem meaningful.” Lacey thinks. “OK but all that being said, like I said, they’re very inventive they’re very creative and they’re very sleek, but sleek isn’t the same thing as grand or elite or beautiful or elegant. And you know a chypre from 1919 may be incredibly grand and beautiful and elegant, but it isn’t sleek. Actually, I would say most perfume in the past, maybe rarely, if ever was sleek it was often much more animalic and dirty. Whereas fertility and bodily fluids maybe were secretly in the perfume in the past, fertility isn’t as important as form and function in the sexual aspect of perfume today. And it isn’t just about infertility you know it was grounded in nature it was grounded in which is obviously sexual, but it isn’t just purely sexual, but you know, flowers essence says architecture, bodily essences things of that nature were more in perfume in the past. Memories. Where is now it’s about conjuring up food and you’re hanging up. Places conjuring up people conjuring up oh movement in sex. It’s somewhat desexualized in a way. But that doesn’t mean that the pass was less innocent it may have been more innocent and more sexual paradoxically or not paradoxically, depending on how you look at history. But that doesn’t mean that the past was less innocent it may have been more innocent and more sexual paradoxically or not paradoxically, depending on how you look at history.

The point is I like the past it is what I like I don’t like present perfume and if I were to translate your taste into the past I would say that I I would say that you would’ve liked Country Roads by Avon in the 1970’s, Chamade by Guerlain in the 1960’s, Chanel No. 5 in the 1950’s, Chanel No. 5 in the 1940s’s, something by Coty in the 1930’s, and probably some thing again by Coty in the 1920s.” says Lacey to Nancy.

“I don’t like Coty though.” says Nancy.

“The point is though that you would have in the past because your tastes, in my opinion are far more influenced by your environment than mine are.” says Lacey. “I don’t think you’re an original person. I think you study things and I think you analyze things to figure out what you should like. I have yet to hear you say you like something that feels like it belongs truly to you, Nancy, and isn’t just something that someone told you to like consciously or subconsciously.”

“But you don’t think like Tom Ford fragrances could be something that I just like?” asks Nancy.

“I think you like them because you think you should. Explain to me why you like them in a way that doesn’t involve you liking something that you think you should like.” says Lacey.

“No I hear what you mean because it’s like I like fragrances that smell like brown sugar and I know that that’s like a black stereotype. It’s a female stereotype and it’s a millennial stereotype. But I also know that I like that smell like I really like the way it smells.” says a black female perfume wearer.

“What do you actually like? Gucci Bloom?” asks a Hispanic woman of Nancy.

“I like the smell of like suntan lotion. My thought would be that I would be like wearing a bikini looking really hot turning people on…I just wanna turn people on.“ says Nancy.

“You like the thought of turning people on, or you like the perfume?” asks Lacey.

“I like the thought of turning people on more than the perfume itself.” says Nancy.

“But then what perfume do you actually like because it you can’t just wear perfume for other people in my opinion. I think that’s sad at the very least.” says Lacey.

“Yeah, I don’t know what I like.” says Nancy.

“Well you should probably figure that out before you decide you have better tastes than me. What was it that I did that was so grotesque?” asks Lacey.

“Were you into like the boss girl culture?” asks a person in the Illuminati of Nancy.

“Yeah.” says Nancy.

“So then what did I do that was so grotesque Nancy?” asks Lacey.

“Sorry yeah I’m curious though do you think you’ll be able to turn me on?“ asks Michael.

“Yes, of course I would be able to better than Lacey!” says Nancy to Michael Rockefeller, seriously.

“You wouldn’t. I find you repulsive actually, and I do like women. And there really isn’t necessarily a man who’s ever existed in America’s old money elite who would find that arousing, possibly literally alive or dead. It makes you seem obvious, cheap and stupid and vain. Or sexually inexperienced, and possibly a total flop in bed. You’re incredibly dumb to think that you’re more arousing than Lacey, but that’s apparently what you think and that’s sad. Do you have an explanation for why you thought you were better or are you really just kind of a total airhead?” says Michael.

“Do you think my husband would like it?” asks Nancy.

“I don’t know your husband, what do you think?“ says Michael.

“You know I don’t think her husband would like it.” says JFK.

“Why not?!” asks Nancy.

“Because I think he likes you and I don’t know that that’s really what you should be wearing.” says JFK.

“OK Jack then what should I be wearing?“ asks Nancy.

“Do you think he has better taste than Lacey or do you just respond to people who are catty and assume that they know more than you because that’s how stupid you are?” asks Joe Kennedy Sr. of Nancy.

“I didn’t actually think I had better taste than you or I’ve change my mind. Well, I did and I didn’t.“ Nancy says Lacey.

“How did you then?“ asks Lacey.

“I thought I was more elegant than you because I thought I was slimmer and I wasn’t at least not really…or I realized that you were curvier than me and it wasn’t just umm about big boobs but that you actually really were just curvier.” says Nancy. “How much do you actually weigh and did you actually weigh?”

“I am about 5 ft. 6 inches and 3/4. And I weighed 118 lbs. at my slimmest in 2016. And right now I worry, I weigh about 150 lbs.” says Lacey.

“And you’ve never been anorexic or bulimic or anything?” asks Nancy.

“No, I haven’t. There was a time when I could barely eat because I was too anxious when I was dating my husband legally ex-husband in reality. But I literally could barely eat. I was literally that anxious and I lost a lot of weight but I’ve never been anorexic or bulimic. I’ve never had an eating disorder.” says Lacey.

“How skinny did you get?” asks Nancy.

“I got down to about 115 lbs.” says Lacey. “But was much too skinny.”

“So you’re a lot smaller bones than me probably in every area of your body. And I am sure that you’re still very much a woman you’re still a woman it’s just like a man with a large penis who’s not literally a horse.” says Nancy.

“Yeah, that’s probably true. My ex-husband commented on that and he slept with almost 30 female people.“ says Lacey.

“You slept with Elliot because he’s extremely well endowed and so are you in your own female way and you did that that would hurt Lem and you were trying to teach Lem a lesson about what happened and what he did to you.” says Nancy.

“Yes, that’s possibly true because I got tired of feeling so threatened for stupid reasons.” says Lacey. “Because I got tired of being threatened by people. Jack threatening me, cultures threatening me, Lem possibly threatening me, his family threatening me for all I knew…for stupid reasons. Like actually stupid reasons.”

“So you thought-I just can’t understand that logic because I just don’t get it like…like you’re trying to teach him that pleasure mean something and that pretending like it doesn’t is stupid?” asks Nancy.

“Yes, essentially whether it’s drugs, or Jack, or someone else it does matter if he was straight it does matter if he was using drugs because he was sad he hadn’t gotten married to a woman…but he needed to say that in a far more obvious way. Expecting me to just magically understand for some stupid bitter reason was mean.” says Lacey. “Because, otherwise I have to think that he’s gay because there’s no way he could’ve had a positive experience that was truly positive if he wasn’t gay somehow. So just saying he’s not gay and just leaving it at that and then flying off and wearing Caron lavender around Jack in my novel was disgusting. Because how was I supposed to interpret that you know there was all these things that seemed insidious and that’s the problem people are complicated and leaving things open is a very cruel thing to do whether you mean it to be or not.” she says to Lem.

“So if people advised me who were part of Jack’s administration to make you think that I was like Joe because they thought that he won your heart by playing the field…what they were really doing was either stabbing me in the back or being vile to you for evil reasons.” says Lem to Lacey. “And they were stabbing me in the back. And they were being vile to you for evil reasons; they were doing both.”

“So you pretended that you were still interested in Jack to try to get her more interested in you?!” says a gay man to Lem.

“No, I was not still interested in Jack. No it’s possible that I did that but it’s not because I was ever gay. I was never interested in him.” says Lem. “It’s possible someone else had the idea to try to help me and told her that and it wasn’t true or it’s possible that I thought of it because she thought I could be bisexual and I thought it could be useful because I was an experienced with women.”

“So if that happened you were trying to make her jealous. I bet whoever thought of it if someone dead did probably doesn’t want to get blamed for how evil and ridiculous it actually was. And part of it is my fault if that happened because I was delusional at the time and I thought that it was actually doing something that it wasn’t doing but they also probably should’ve known better themselves.” says Joe Kennedy Jr..

“So you don’t want to man that you have to sort of mother or be a man to at all?” asks Red Fay.

“Yes, that’s correct yes it just feels absolutely fake and ridiculous to me.” says Lacey.

“And that’s what I like I like that. What do you like Red do you like slightly non-binary people because you’re actually pansexual not bisexual are you were?” asks Michael.

“So did Joe just like win you over but then it became meaningless?” asks Red.

“Do I seem like a man to you?“ asks Nancy of Michael.

“You seem like an alien and I mean that as an insult to any possible aliens.” says Michael.

“You know I didn’t look like that before I had surgery on my nose and lost all my weight which is interesting because you’re right it wasn’t completely natural and yeah I’ll leave it at that.” says Nancy.

“Ah yes, of course that’s me completely obvious to me Red, I’m sorry.” says Lacey

“I should’ve called you Mrs. Schiebel to start with and I would’ve been a lot nicer.” says Red.

“No, it would’ve been but that’s not what happened.” says Lacey.

“OK but the point is if I wasn’t gay do you even really understand that Red or are you still in denial about it?” asks Lem.

“So the Schiebels are worth how much your in-laws your legal in-laws are worth how much from Sewickley.” says Red.

“I asked you a question Red: are you in denial or not?“ asks Lem.

“Red I think you may have been sleeping with Jack and Jack I think you may have been sleeping with Red thinking that he was Lem…you guys are dead.” says a Millennial woman.

“Red who did you think you were with? Possibly a woman?“ asks a Boomer.

“Yeah, actually that’s possible if it’s a Purgatory.” says Red. “To both questions.”

“So God lets you guys get confused to try to teach you a lesson?” asks a Catholic.

“Yeah that’s probably be the idea of that if it’s purgatory.” says James Dean.

“Her former in-laws are worth…oh I don’t know $5 million maybe in 2023.” says Lem. “Oh, and how much do you expect to inherit is your next question right Red. Red they’re not the Kennedys they’re rich or something but they’re not the Kennedys Red, financially, and in that way I don’t understand. Where are you going with your insults or you’re waiting for me to somehow be mean to her, Red I’m not going to ever do that, that’s not normal when you’re screwing a woman and you intend to keep screwing her.”

“Did the Kennedys just confuse you Red about like heterosexuality in general?” asks Nancy.

“They might have because you’re right no none of the men really seem to understand that part of heterosexuality sexuality, even if they are heterosexual.” says Red.

“You mean the men in the Kennedy family Red?” asks Lem.

“Yes!” says Red, drunk.

“Well I didn’t grow-up in the Kennedy family and I I had other role models. I might just not have used them appropriately.” says Lem. “Nancy do you still think that you have better taste than Lacey or do you still think being skinnier is in better taste?”

“Honestly, I had some role models too, but they possibly were men of a lower class Lem and I didn’t learn what you did about women.” says Red.

“No.” says Nancy.

“Lacey is turning me down, so I have no chance. But she’s not offended the way I keep coming onto her the way Merlenial women are today.” says Red. “It’s gross to her which is interesting because I don’t know if millennial women would think that it’s gross today. It’s gross to her but I’m not gross to her and she’s not offended if that makes any sense?”

“But why don’t you come on to Nancy then?“ asks Harriet Schiebel.

“Well because…you know I might like her perfume… I am, but it’s not any of my business because she’s married. If she wasn’t married, I’d be scared of her.” says Red.

“But Lacey is more beautiful.” says Joe.

“Yeah but Lacey is like Marilyn and Marilyn puts out.” says Red with a smile.

“You know, I actually take that as a compliment Red about my character in a way. Although it might not be completely true and I’m never going to put out for you, but I still take that as a compliment. Thank you.” says Lacey.

“She’s never going to put out for you Red. You really did just give her a compliment whether you meant to or not.“ says Lem.

“So you think I’m a total idiot?! And you think are you think our whole family is stupid?“ says Joe to Lacey.

“Yes because you all are. I think I thought you somehow maybe avoided the nonsense but then turns out you didn’t I guess so so much for that.” says Lacey.

“So you honestly think it’s repulsively stupid it’s not just that you’re opposed to what we do on a very basic human level you really think it’s gross how stupid we are.“ says JFK to Lacey.

“Well it’s weird because the Irish really aren’t supposed to be that dumb, are they? I mean what happened to you people it’s creepy?!” asks Lacey.

“Do you feel like that’s an Irish male problem seriously?!” asks F. Scott Fitzgerald.

“I’ve definitely observed that over the years from anthropological perspective possibly and it it’s very strange. It seems like you always end up working against your best interests so I can’t figure out how you ended up being that way.” says Lacey.

“It may have been a conspiracy as you’re suggesting to keep us poor and vulnerable as men. Or we’re just inferior. And you assumed I was too smart to be that inferior to superior to be that inferior. And it must’ve been incredibly demoralizing to you on a lot of very deep important levels as a human.” says Joe to Lacey.

“Yeah it was. It’s made me think America is just a joke.“ says Lacey.

“Why did they do that to us?! Why did the English do that to us because I’m I’m starting to think that they did that in what in the 1700’s or 1800s to keep us from marrying wealthier women and then stealing their money and bringing it back to Ireland.“ says Joe Biden.

“Oh yeah, that’s exactly why it was to probably preserve bloodlines and money – for reasons of control things get incredibly brutal and I suppose the idea may have been if they fell for it, if I’m being a British apologist, then they deserved to be that dumb. If a man didn’t have the good sense and conscience to be faithful to his wife, if he was a Catholic, then a. Catholicism is bullshit and b. they’re inferior and they probably should do that – die off or certainly not marry into a nice family and ruin the family.”

“So you don’t so you’re mad that Lem took advantage of the fact that he could conceive a child with me and doesn’t realize how hurtful that is to you.” JFK says to Lacey.

“Yes, while he was alive, I think he was a smug bitchy piece of shit. I think he was a heartless, scoundrel, and a part of him deserves to suffer and Hell possibly for eternity. But if that’s not where God has him and I hope it’s not I hope that part of him can be redeemed and has been somehow because I want him and I need him and I love him but no it’s disgusting. He basically threw me into Hell and lots of other innocent, beautiful people who are you know, doomed to be heterosexual and not able to make such a lofty choices as he was apparently able to make in his grand, epic life. No, I think he thought incredibly highly of himself with his gay mannerisms and his art. Oh, golly wasn’t he something?!? He was probably one of the most elite men to ever exist.” says Lacey.

“So you think I was gay?” asks Lem.

“Not necessarily. I’m not that stupid. I’m sorry to burst your bubble about femininity.” says Lacey.

“Then what do you think?“ says Lem.

“I think that, even if you weren’t gay, you still enjoyed a lot of the privileges even if you didn’t enjoy the pleasure of being gay, I think you were loved by the gay community. How did you learn all those mannerisms? I think they essentially adopted you into their family, gave you all the keys to the Kingdom and you started to think like them and act like them. You know, perceive the world the way that they do but with all of the privileges of also actually being genuinely heterosexual. And they when you rose to the top of the community possibly because you know, they hated that they were gay, they couldn’t stand themselves possibly because you know, they hated that they were gay, they couldn’t stand themselves. And so it’s like, ‘What is about this one that’s different? What is it about him? Ah, but you’re so straight, but you seem so loving and open to being with a man!’ And so you seem so special and endearing and I think because of that they started letting you in on so many secrets I mean you ended up with JFK you can’t really get much more top-of-the-line gay than that potentially. Yes, you were top gay student of the century which is sad if you were straight and I’m not saying that homosexuality is allowed in heaven I’m just saying it’s sad. And essentially, I think all of that love and nurturing, however advised it was went to your head, and I think you became potentially an incredibly cocky, arrogant, foolish and destructive and disgusting man in that way…at least hopefully not too much more than that.” says Lacey.

“Even if I wasn’t gay?” asks Lem.

“Well, that’s the way that you sound in your tone to me even if you were angry, in my head you still seem to be totally full of yourself and actually, I would love to know how you didn’t enjoy anything and yet became so overly confident?” says Lacey.

“I thought it was gay, but I didn’t enjoy what I was experiencing but I thought it was gay.” says Lem.

“OK but then you lived that perspective and so you come across from that perspective – it’s like think about it like on a scientific like communication level. It’s like you’re sending signals that you’re located somewhere that you’re not. They’re still going to read as you being there to most people.” says Lacey.

“So to you I still seem gay, even if I wasn’t because that’s what I left humanity with was the perspective of me pretending to be gay my entire life.” says Lem.

“There are a lot of gay people who are probably very devastated by what you left humanity far more than I am because to them you seem straight if you were and they’ll never be that and think about the possibility of horrific things that they could do with that to themselves and others.” says Lacey.

“You’re right and I have to deal with that with God but how does it affect you?” says Lem.

“You mean beyond just being totally devastating to me, and almost ruining my entire life because it has you essentially ruined my entire life. I mean you’ve done so much incredible harm. And also. What. So, your, ‘Possibly unwanted, unneeded, un asked for thank you so much I’m far too grown for that children?!’ are supposed to think that you give two shits about them? Because really you didn’t name them you just roped them off into some subtle category of ‘married, settled, living somewhere with wife and family’ ta de da de de de deee…I’m gay look at me.” She thinks. “It is just hard to think that someone could be that heartless and still be you. It’s just repulsive. It’s profoundly psychologically damaging to me personally Lem it’s like I said, it’s basically ruined my entire life. Because I mean I’ve gone over with you how it’s just it’s repulsive and I don’t want to have to keep explaining to you and I don’t understand how you don’t get it. That’s what you’ve left me with you saying things that are terrifying to hear coming from you not just like terrifying, but almost like if God Himself could be perverted and thank God He can’t be…but it’s probably extremely close to that. Lem that’s how vile it is to me. Because you said something over my existence, you made people not think that I matter at all. You are an epically destructive, despicable man, whether you meant to be or not and I should not have to sit here and explain this to you.” says Lacey.

“You’re right, that was pathetic that I allowed you to say all that as I should be able to say it myself, I should know that.“ says Lem. So even if I said it in a way where I was actually just trying to be sarcastic, and somehow do light and shadows, like an artist with my words, revealing the truth that was sadly supposed to just emerge, ‘Like oh, if you think about it long enough, you realize that homosexuality is dumb and a lot of these new fangled lifestyles are going to ruin your life.’ All I really did was just make people think that I was someone who was essentially trying to send you went-to-Hell for eternity before you were even born. Because that was the start of the gay rights movement and I am their lead principal fag. Because the choices I gave you were to think that I am a total freak, to try to figure out how to cease to exist or to be tortured by me for as long as you live and then try to shelter our kids from all of that. And then the they in the Illuminati wonder how aggravating the situation caused a significant train derailment, a pandemic and World War III. And then the only reason that we haven’t been blown-up is because Vladimir Putin may be in love with you if there’s an Illuminati and yeah. …I’m not you. You could probably run the world as a queen and it would just be like playing Chinese checkers to you because that’s just who you are. When I tried to be Mrs. Kennedy, my husband got shot. His brother got shot. His other brother got blown up. His sister died in a plane crash, and everything else that we’ve discussed and more. And I shouldn’t have even tried to be Mrs. Kennedy because to you, that would just be like I don’t know. Scratching your back on a bad day or some some analogy like that. …Really repulsive asshole is what I sound like because I would never want my wife to do what I did which is try to take over my job and then just ruin the world and trillions of people’s lives with it. And then I’m supposed to be your spiritual guide as a man and I am and I don’t want our kids for one second to think that I didn’t want them. It might’ve been someone else’s kids that I didn’t want to create. But that isn’t any consolation to them because what I said was disgusting, and not because it could be interpreted the way that I meant it but because it was so shitty the way that I put it that it’s embarrassing that I even had a mouth that day. Actually, even saying that was repulsive. I don’t know what to say you’re right because it it you don’t say stuff like that however, I meant it you don’t say stuff like that about your own sperm about your own body about your children you don’t say stuff like that and yet I did.” He thinks. “And I am going to spend the rest of their life trying to find ways to correct the situation. Ah but obviously I understand why you were interested in other men. And I would like to talk about why I got so confused if I was straight.

When you think you’re gay and you’re surrounded by a lot of gay men who want kids similarly because they are normal men and they’re not pedophiles and they just want to be fathers…and then differently in some cases because they’re pedophiles, and you know that, and it scares you, especially when you’ve been molested and you worry that there could be something wrong with you even if you know there’s not. Anyway, you start to realize that for the men that really want kids and maybe could’ve had them and not hurt them, could those men have existed, that they have to talk themselves out of it. And then when you’re straight and you’re not like them you don’t necessarily realize that you want kids. When those are the only men that you ever talk to – gay and bisexual men who want kids but can’t have them. And that was the mindset that I had. I knew I wanted kids eventually but it took me way too long to realize it because I was never around people that would’ve helped me realize it in a normal way.

The Kennedy kids were not my kids and they were a burden at times and I cared about them but they were Jack’s kids. They were somebody else’s kids. They were not my kids.

I’m and when other people have kids and they’re your friend’s kids and they’re annoying and then you have to constantly walk on eggshells to try to not hurt their feelings or their parent’s feelings or hurt their aunt’s and uncle’s feelings and you’re monstrously misunderstood. Oh, and then you’re not gay, but you think you are and you turn these people into your social work project, again you don’t realize how much you actually want your own kids.

And don’t get me started on how annoying all of Jack’s sisters and other women in his life were. I got a rather negative view of women based on his family.

I don’t hate the Irish.

And yeah it’s absolute bullshit. Not you and I but all the hurtful lies that you believed could be true because that’s what I left you with.” says Lem.

“I think what makes me the most angry about them is that these people take themselves so seriously and they’re furious that I don’t. You can take yourself seriously but these people think every little thing that they’ve ever done including their poop – each and every tiny morsel – was probably a religious monument.” says Lacey.

“Not just me, but to large extent I gave them way too much power.” says Lem.

“They can’t handle being called anything other than spectacular.” says Red about the Kennedys.

“And I am beginning to see new reasons why you can’t stand my gay persona.” says Lem to Lacey.

“I didn’t realize how smug I sounded. I’m sorry I made the mistake of thinking I was gay. This is not the apology that you’ll be getting but I just wanted to say I’m sorry that I thought I was gay. I acted that way and then I didn’t realize that I had absolutely no idea what I was talking about. And I I think I think I said things that were really stupid and it’s sad that I am seen as a leader of the community.” says Lem.

Later.

“It has come to my attention that it sounds like I’m not being serious and I was and I am. Also I didn’t have that many closeted, homosexual friends. I had some straight friends who did not leave me with positive view of heterosexual marriage. I had some gay friends who were openly gay, and in some cases, possibly in committed relationships with other people. I had bisexual friends, who were terrible misogynists and really unhappy, and in almost every case, married to a woman who wanted to kill herself, or was really mean. I had friends and like family or upper class, friends and family who I no longer really felt close to, and in many cases, I didn’t feel equal to. I felt inferior to those people. And yet yes, I also thought that I was helping the poor. It was that I both felt inferior, and I also thought that I was helping people. … And in each, and every case there was no one who left me with a convincing reason for why I personally should have kids. I didn’t dislike children. I just thought that like maybe there was nothing that I could contribute or that I wouldn’t be that great of a father, or that my kids might be messed up by me somehow. …And I’m sure the people who are both dead and alive who I knew who are hearing this should there be purgatory are hurt even now and probably are attacking you viciously because they really are that obnoxious and having kids to them especially if it’s the Kennedys is like I don’t know how to describe it but they they don’t know how to understand that other people don’t worship their children. And that they shouldn’t either.

But yes, it sounds. I suppose impossible that I would know that I didn’t want kits as a straight traumatized man.“ says Lem sarcastically. “But yeah, you understand I know I can tell that you understand and you’re not worshiping me you just love me, and it’s sad that every generation alive under the age of 83 or 80 doesn’t seem to understand that.”

“You just seem like a hero and she just seems like June Cleaver like she just loves you and I think other people have that kind of relationship but for some reason it’s really scary to see Lacey acting that way.” says a perfume hater.

“I have a feeling you built me up in your head to be someone that I’m not in a deranged way and that June Cleaver probably isn’t who you think she is either.” says Lacey.

“I cannot believe that this is happening. This is so weird like I mean what in the world you guys? This is so strange. I mean she gets over Joe and then Bobby is running for president and it’s just like why isn’t the world just thrilled?! And I don’t mean Bobby Bobby, I mean Bobby Junior, not Bobby three or two or one. Bobby Junior. And like you know why didn’t we have like a couple of presidents already in the last 20 to 30 years it’s just strange and am I starting to feel misled by the American people about how they felt about us?” says Kick kinda trying to be funny and yet also not.

“Yes so I think that I was mad at you for being basically a multimillionaire and not having to work for it.” says Mr. Blue to Lacey.

“Because you’re exhausted, your wife is exhausted and you’re on drugs. Your life is falling apart, and you did it to be famous and rich. That’s so cliché I mean come on you’re young enough to have known better. I think what you were aiming for was more of a like a legitimate upper middle-class lifestyle. And you just missed the mark you shot too high. Unless if there’s something inherently wrong with you, you would’ve been better off making two or $300,000 a year and just living in the Midwest.” says Lacey.

“No it’s a lot of money and I would be in the upper class and I would be able to be private. I could probably have a boat I could probably have a huge yard, a nice big new house and a cabin somewhere. And my weekends off. Yeah you’re right I am a big deal in people’s estimation but the price that I pay is that I am exhausted and miserable.” says Mr. Blue.

“I kind of thought she’d be coming on to him by now but I don’t think she ever will for eternity because I think she’s truly she’s moved on and I really don’t think that a lot of people in the Illuminati understand that.” says a Millennial actress.

“When did you like start to get over him? Was it probably maybe like four or five months after you first started communicating with him through what you thought was the code that he’d invented to talk to his other friends on Twitter?” asks an actress.

“She’s said that is it like 100 times now in the last seven years literally and the answer is still yes, but I just can’t stand letting her say that because I’m too angry.” says Lem’s father.

“Well, that’s too bad that I triggered your homicidal instincts with my Norwegian-American old money and perfume collection I say on behalf of my wife.” says Lem or Michael depending on what God wants.

“Anyway signing-off. I suspect she still Lem’s wife, but I am getting frustrated with this shitshow.” says Michael.

Headed

Trouble by Cage The Elephant plays.

Lem stands in an art museum with Lacey. And Michael and Louis.

Thousands of dead artists have taken down their “Kennedy Wing” and Joe Kennedy Jr. is thrilled. As in, they no longer…in Heaven…condone…the entire family. …As in…the Kennedys in Heaven are being “canceled.”

Andy Griffith sits down on his sofa on the set of his old television series. He unfolds a newspaper and his hands shake. He’s…nervous.

I Might Be Wrong by Radiohead plays.

“You’re a cheap piece of shit?” asks Lacey casually of Andy Griffith. “But you know…they cast you well. You remind me of a Kennedy and you always did.” She thinks. “And Barney was Bobby?”

He looks at her and laughs.

“You’re too much like Joe. Joe was dead.” says Lacey. “Jack wasn’t even straight. Lem was there. …And you were Jack?! …You’re too much like Joe.”

He becomes narcissistically irate.

“Did you fly planes over England in World War II?” asks Lacey.

He looks up at her seductively.

She laughs. “See…you’re too much like Jack…in that way…but…really…you’re lying and pretending to be Joe.” She thinks. “Joe went to the London School of Economics and excelled because he was naturally gifted. Are you that naturally intelligent?”

Andy Griffith thinks.

“You know…almost.” says Andy Griffith sincerely. He nods. He thinks. “Not…quite. But…I was naturally smarter than JFK.” He thinks. “Not as smart as Joe. But…yeah. Unfortunately, I was smarter than Jack Kennedy.”

An Englishman walks on set.

“How does that make you feel?!” he asks Andy Griffith. “Or, how did that make you feel? Being smarter than the US President in the height of your career?” He scoffs. “The height of your career as a television actor.”

Andy Griffith laughs. He calms himself. Then he laughs again.

“No, it’s not the lowliest station…but…it’s certainly not US President.” says Andy Griffith with sadness.

“How did it make you feel?” asks the Englishman even slower.

Chopin plays. …Sadly.

“Depressed.” says Andy Griffith.

The Chopin Nocturne plays on.

“We fought in the Great War and World War II and Korea…for…this?!?” says Andy Griffith. “When you’re the star of a hit series…and you start seeing how the cogs and wheels work…and you recognize people’s motives…and people’s pain…and then the sheer stupidity of…some men’s vanity…you suddenly feel like you’re in Hell.” He thinks. “I shouldn’t have been…a better, more stabilizing influence on the American people than their own President. You know?! …I wondered how he got shot! …Like…what did he do?!?” He thinks. “It’s despicable.”

“But Andy people don’t see that anymore.” says Michael Rockefeller.

Andy Griffith looks disturbed. He shakes his crossed leg in growing rage. Thinks.

“Be careful!” Andy says to Michael.

“Why didn’t you support my father?” Michael asks.

“I was a Democrat. …Let’s say I thought about it though.” says Andy Griffith.

“So why didn’t you?” asks Michael.

“You know why, because you were rich. I was like the Kennedys. I related to them.” says Andy Griffith. “They were my…sort of folk. And they seemed…capable.”

Elinor Donahue cringes. “I hope that’s not what Lem was thinking.” She laughs with Lacey.

Michael laughs. “Yes, I went to the Asmats apparently looking for…friends…and Lem went to jolly old Cape Cod.”

“No! That’s not why I dated him. I didn’t look at him and think that he seemed sexually robust enough to help me finally be aroused by men.” Lem says before chuckling slightly.

Elinor Donahue laughs. “Apparently lots of other people did!”

“Yes, it’s funny that you didn’t.” says the Englishman to Lem.

Lem thinks. “I just…didn’t find him attractive. I knew he was good looking in a way. But…I wasn’t gay.”

“But you could have been fooled!” says the Englishman.

“You know…I didn’t really want gay sex. And maybe I avoided more…scary men…so to speak…because I didn’t want to scare myself by almost being aroused. King David was a statue. In person…I’d have avoided him.” says Lem. “I did get fooled. But…not by that lie.”

“More the lie that you were gay.” says the Englishman.

“Yes!” says Lem. “No, I wouldn’t have been aroused by King David…but being sexual with a man who in your estimation is more objectively handsome…is…more self defiling.”

“So if Joe had been the one who met you…you wouldn’t have been able to stomach it?” asks Andy Griffith.

“No.” says Lem.

“That’s what I thought!” says Andy Griffith. “Did you think Jack was ugly?”

“Yes. Slightly.” says Lem. “When he was young he was…awkward looking. And eventually he was more handsome. But…he was kind of…scrawny. Always. Not…handsome. Or gentle. More…scrawny.”

“But he was somewhat handsome?” asks Andy Griffith.

“Yes, oh yes. Certainly. He wasn’t…really ugly. He had…nice blue eyes. And his hair and eyes made a nice combination. But…the rest was average or below average until he was older. And…I wasn’t attracted to men. …It was lost on me. But…I noticed it.” says Lem.

“I aged well to a point too.” says Andy Griffith. “But…you know…he was pretty.”

“JFK?” asks Lem.

“Yeah! Your boyfriend!” says Andy Griffith with some anger.

“Was he?” asks Lem.

Andy Griffith laughs. “Yes! He was…fastidious looking.”

Lem thinks.

“You weren’t nearly as fastidious looking. Lem…I maybe never thought you seemed gay either.” says Andy Griffith.

“How do you mean fastidious?” asks Michael.

“Oh, he always had his hair done!” says Andy Griffith. “Or…his nails done. And his clothes were so…tailored and prissy. They say Lem seemed prissy. But Jack is the one who looks prim and neat and prissy all the time. His man boobs! Always hanging out! And those sunglasses and his tan?!? …His…skinniness! He looked gay. …Lacey…if you’d been born in 1918 before they got to you…what would you have though?!”

Lacey thinks.

“I would have thought he was bisexual.” says Lacey.

Andy Griffith nods.

“I like men.” laughs Lacey.

Andy Griffith laughs.

“Not gay?!” asks Elinor Donahue.

“No! He looks…slightly…straight.” says Lacey.

“But you wouldn’t have thought he was gay?” asks Don Knotts.

“No.” Lacey laughs.

“What’s so funny?” asks Elinor Donahue.

“He…”. Lacey laughs. “He’s…”. She sighs. “Oh dear. If I was born in 1918 and it was the 1960’s…he’s…well…I’d need a drink to talk about it.”

Elinor Donahue looks at her sympathetically. “Say it!”

“He looks…fluffy.” says Lacey.

A fashion designer laughs.

“How did anyone take him seriously?!?!” asks Lacey.

“What do you mean?” asks Lem.

“He looks…like a joke.” says Lacey bluntly.

“How so?!” asks Elinor Donahue.

“Andy Griffith was right. He looks…not rich…but…ridiculous.” says Lacey.

“Ridiculous how?!” asks Richard Nixon.

“Like…he’s…a rich, spoiled brat. But not just any rich brat. Like…a fluffy one.” says Lacey. “Like he’s always puffed up and perked up and powdered and thoroughly fucked.” She thinks. “I bet he’d shake his flat ass in a night club and think he looked hot. In his neatly ironed pants. Not pants but pants. And his too big shoes or are his feet too big for his body? Either way it’s awkward not sexy. …And that look! He’s…so so soo sheltered. Soo…spoiled.” She thinks. “He’s bound to be a high-maintenance US President. Not…one to get his hands dirty without ill-intent.” She thinks. “He’s…not really manly at all. He’s more…pedantic. If being a meaningless, fussy, bitchy, pedantic person is an orientation that’s what he is?”

“Do I seem like that too?” asks Mr. Paley.

“Of course you do!” says Lacey. “What? Are you going to shoot me now?” She smiles. “You’re a loser. Right?”

“Go on!” says Mr. Paley.

“Why?” asks Lacey.

“I like to know things!” he says.

“It’s sad.” says Lacey seriously.

“Please!” says Mr. Paley.

Louis nods.

“Does he have a difficult time pooping?” asks Lacey.

Mr. Paley looks at her shocked.

“What!? I warned you.” says Lacey.

Babe laughs.

“No! He looks incredibly constipated. But in the most…priggish…self-important way.” says Lacey.

Lem looks down.

“You don’t think he’s getting laid?” asks Mr. Paley.

Lacey looks sad. “No, he might be. But…I bet it’s difficult to anally fuck him. I bet he’s very…umm…uptight. Dry. Peeling?”

Michael laughs.

Mr. Paley looks sad.

“He’s not loved.” says Lacey. “Oh maybe by his family. But…he’s…dumb as dirt!” She thinks. “Poor thing. He’s too spoiled to understand that he’s not…mommy’s little…magic pony god.” She thinks. “Like…he’s not really…a literal magic pony god.”

“You think he’s that disconnected from reality?” asks Michael.

“He’s happy! That’s why his constipation means nothing to him. …But he’s ugly with his conceit and gross vanity. And he truly doesn’t realize it. His sisters are hideous! …Well Pat and Kick weren’t hideous. They were almost pretty. Maybe in her youth Pat was even pretty. But…the rest were vain or liars. And…he’s become one of them? Through his too tight, dry ass? His…flat ass? He thinks his dry ass that’s barely noticeable in clothes is equal to his sister’s vaginas?” She thinks. “And then he goes around shaking it everywhere in victory like he’s won some epic battle? I mean you can see it! It’s in his walk! He’s constipated…but super confident he’s won. Maybe he gets oral sex from men and he thinks that’s equal to other forms of sex? Like…his flat ass doesn’t…count? Because he’s thoroughly fucked. He’s gotten all his yummy goody-goody treats and he’s unable to poop…but he’s…too spoiled and stupid and vain to realize it.” She thinks. “He’s a gross man. Poor thing.” She thinks. “And he thinks he’s a convincing as a heterosexual.”

Mr. Paley laughs.

“Does he believe in God?” Lacey asks.

Mr. Paley looks sadder. “I don’t know, Lacey.” he says before walking off.

“We don’t talk about God.” says Babe.

“Oh! Well…all I was going to say was that I worry Jack doesn’t understand.” says Lacey.

Suddenly Truman Capote is too upset to be silent. “Lacey you don’t understand!” he yells.

“Oh good grief!” says Lacey.

He stands down.

“What is it?” asks Lacey sweetly.

Truman prepares himself for a story.

“I love Lem. But…Jack…has his ways.” he says succinctly.

“Who’s Lem?!” asks Lacey.

Truman smiles and laughs. “He’s…not a normal man.”

“What?!?” asks Lacey.

Truman looks worried. Covers his mouth with his hand. “Lacey…are you saying…he’s…like you?”

“Who? Lem?” asks Lacey.

Truman thinks. “How do you know that?!?” he asks her.

“His name maybe.” says Lacey. “I don’t know.”

“Or the way I say it!” says Truman.

“Yes.” says Lacey. “Anyway, all I was saying is that Jack…is…absurd.”

“Why would Lem love him?!?” asks Truman, exasperated.

“Jack? Why would Lem love Jack?” Lacey thinks. “Because Jack…forces him.”

Truman thinks. “How?”

“Well…Lem is either a homosexual…and then it’s just like the women who tie a noose around their husband and then pull him everywhere I go in a heterosexual relationship…” starts Lacey.

Truman giggles.

“Or he’s bisexual and then it’s just the same.” says Lacey.

She waits.

“Or! …Lem is…insane. And Jack is…disgusting.” says Lacey.

Louis walks in looking disturbed.

“What do you mean by insane?!” asks Louis.

Truman looks thoughtful.

“Well…I suppose all homosexuals and bisexuals might be insane.” says Lacey.

Truman nods.

“But see…Truman here…is madly afflicted. Or has been. And to him…it’s…possibly real.” says Lacey.

Truman nods.

“Whereas to Lem…if my colloquial gut sense serves me…seems more likely to be insane.” says Lacey. “As in, truly mad.”

Truman thinks.

“Yes, but could Truman be insane if he was in love with me, per se?” asks Babe.

“No!! No, no. I doubt it. You’re not that much of a bully.” says Lacey.

“Are you a bully?!” asks Mr. Paley emerging out of the back.

Babe shoots a jealous eye at Lacey. Truman looks at her coolly.

“Oh dear God, are you trying to kill me now you fucking freaks?!” asks Lacey incredulously.

They all look embarrassed.

“Well are you were aren’t you? I don’t wanna sit here being tortured wondering what you all are doing to me in some stupid conspiratorial meeting.“ says Lacey.

“I think we all got a bit off-topic when it came to me.” says Truman Capote.

“That is the most sane thing I think I’ve heard in a very long time. What is your problem Babe? Do you care to explain or do you just enjoy standing places feeling smug!?” says Lacey.

Babe nods.

“Well what is the point of this conversation if I’m going to be a let out of this room at some point and you’re not going to murder me I’d like to know what we’re talking about.” says Lacey.

“Well, I think you’re a bit of a bully, right?” asks Mr. Paley.

“Let’s see, let me backtrack in my brain to figure out what we’re talking about. OK so I called Jack a bully and now you’re calling me a bully and how am I a bully in your estimation Mr. Paley. I’m lost.“ says Lacey.

Mr. Paley looks embarrassed. Babe laughs.

“I think we got lost in the kitchen.” says Truman to Lacey slyly.

“Who’s kitchen and where?” asks Lacey.

“Oh I don’t know, some kitchen somewhere probably!” says Mr. Paley still embarrassed.

“Well, I certainly wasn’t in it. Were you in it Truman?” asks Lacey.

“No!” he says laughing.

“Lacey, are you insinuating that Lem is basically in a concentration camp?” asks Mr. Paley.

“Oh, like he’s some tortured Jew losing his mind falling in love with the Nazi guard.” says Lacey.

“Well, I have a feeling there were some Jews, who probably did fall in love with Nazi guards on occasion, and it in a real authentic way.” says Mr. Paley.

“Oh, I’m sure there were, but that’s not quite what I had in mind. I was thinking more about a Jew who somehow acclimates to the torture, and their brains sort of starts falling apart and they start thinking that what they’re experiencing is pleasurable when really they’re actually just slowly losing touch with reality and that’s the best estimation their frazzled mind can conjure to deal with their suffering.” says Lacey.

“Like some sort of syndrome.” says Louis.

“I don’t think syndrome is a good way of describing it. It sounds more like a person’s brain is dying.“ says Lacey.

Mr. Paley nods head in agreement.

“Well indeed, and in fact, their brain probably is slightly dying in some way.” says Mr. Paley.

“So you think Jack is killing Lem slowly?!” asks Truman Capote.

“To do what?!?” asks Michael.

“Oh, certainly!” says Lacey. “See now I’m thinking of my father, of course. That was what you were hinting at when you’re talking about bullies and all that.” says Lacey.

Mr. Paley nods.

“The thing is, my father grew up wealthy.” says Lacey.

Truman nods, smiling.

“And he’s really just an incredibly wild, difficult, cantankerous man and I love him very dearly he’s my daddy, but I think the Kennedys are very different sort.” says Lacey.

She pauses.

“That being said as my premise from which I will say the rest of what I have to say… I think we could have things in common, because there are overlapping idiosyncrasies.” says Lacey.

Mr. Paley nods.

“But we don’t have that in common and we could I might have the capacity mentally to be a bully if I so chose to be one, but I’m not of that mindset shall we say.” says Lacey.

“What stops you from being one?!” asks Michael.

“I don’t want to be one. I just don’t want to be.” says Lacey. “But I suppose essentially the reason I don’t is because I have some very strong sense of right and wrong and beauty and truth and love, I suppose, essentially all the things that make God God as much as a human can intuit.”

“I could be a bully too and I’m not one. I think a lot of people could be.“ says Michael as he stares sexually at Lacey with longing.

“Well, that’s that’s good that you choose not to be a bully.” says Lacey.

“Say why didn’t you marry Joe? I’ve always wondered that.“ says Mr. Paley.

“Oh, Jack’s older brother yes the one that died in the war?” asks Lacey.

“Do we want to know?” asks Babe.

“We corresponded for a very short time and then there was some French or British or something woman who he met and after that he just completely lost interest in talking to me.” says Lacey.

“Why don’t you date Lem!?” says Truman.

“To find out if he’s insane?” asks Lacey.

Truman thinks.

“Yes!” says Truman.

“What if he is?” asks Lacey.

“Then why did we vote in Jack?” asks Louis.

“Say…that’s exactly what I was wondering!” says Lacey.

“Because they bought the election!” says Louis.

“They bought votes.” says Lacey.

“Oh, that’s mean!” says Truman.

“They bought votes. They’re obnoxious!” says Lacey.

Louis looks embarrassed.

“What exactly is it that’s bothering you?” asks Lacey.

“Well they’re poor Lacey. They’re poor.” says Louis.

“Why is that my problem Louis?! Why is that my problem?! Why do I have to worry about that? Why is that my problem my fault my problem?!” asks Lacey.

Louis looks upset. He thinks.

“Well, you should try to be somewhat nice about it though?” says Michael.

“Well yes and I and I and I am…trying to be nice. I really am Michael! I really am trying to be nice!” says Lacey.

Michael sighs. Thinks.

“I think with Michael’s trying to say is that it’s very difficult to relate to the Kennedys even for me. But I try. I try to relate them as best as I can.” says Babe.

“The problem is is that all of you don’t have parents who are bootleggers like I do.” says Lacey. “You can’t necessarily relate to people like them in the way that you are trying to relate to them Babe.”

Michael nods in agreement.

“What does it mean to be a bootlegger, Lacey?” asks Truman.

“Well they’re not like the aboriginals. The Kennedys I mean, not your family.” says Mr. Paley.

“Alright I’m losing patience. Lets try to nail some things down here if you are real people and we’re having a real conversation. My father grew up wealthy. He came from the upper class. We didn’t ascend there through bootlegging like F. Scott Fitzgerald’s character in the Great Gatsby? Can we try to understand that concept please for a bloody second?! We don’t think like the Kennedys, in that way we just don’t but I can somewhat relate to them because my father decided to take up bootlegging and take up gambling, take up nightclubs and restaurants and real estate and bars, I mean he might as well have had an Irish pub, in Boston!” says Lacey. “I don’t think we’re even-I don’t think we’re Irish like we might have a little Irish in us but I think it’s mostly just English.” She thinks. “No I mean English possibly Dutch and German but we’re not the Kennedys were the Banks. And I was raised in a rather old money, stodgy background, you know, hunting and fishing trips with Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall and my aunt had me identifying each, and every French designer to have ever existed when I was about six years old. But at the same time during the 1920s, my father was afraid of the police for obvious reasons. I guess you could say that it was a rather eccentric upbringing, but that’s not the point I’m trying to make point I’m trying to make is that we did sort of acquire some knowledge of what they’re like and I wouldn’t call them aboriginals their natives to that scene. I once met Desmond Guinness and he seemed so elegant and serene! And of course his background is alcohol, so is it really anti-Irish is it really racist to say that that’s native Irish scene for the Kennedys?”

“Well your father has dealings in Hollywood. You know what they say about Jews and Hollywood? So I don’t take it as an insult. I think it speaks to the pride of a culture not its downfall.“ says Mr. Paley.

“You know that’s the way I see it too! Anyway, I’m embarrassed by the fact that my father chose to go into something that doesn’t entirely make sense for my family to have absolutely anything to do with even if he was extraordinarily good at it I guess you could say.” says Lacey.

“Who the hell is your actual mom because I know it’s not Reta?” asks Mr. Paley.

“I just called Lem and he would like to take you out to dinner tonight!” says Truman cheerfully to Lacey.

“I was just about to ask Lacey out for drinks because I think she needs one. I know I need one.“ says Michael.

“Well, you know I don’t know what to say to that Michael because you’re so young! You know you’re an incredibly charming man but how old are you?” says Lacey.

“He’s 24!” says Babe laughing.

“I’m not 24. I’m 23 actually.” says Michael.

“I just don’t know what to make of that. I’m just trying to be honest with you because you seem like a very nice person in your own way.“ says Lacey.

“And so do you! I’m an adult, I graduated from college, I’m bored out of my mind and you don’t look like you’re 43!” says Michael.

“Well, I have to consult someone about this because I don’t think it’s entirely appropriate. I’m technically old enough to be your mother, you know, even though I’m not your mother.“ says Lacey.

“Do you find him attractive?“ asks Louis.

“You know I actually prefer a man who’s a little older. Someone who’s a little more fleshy we’ll say as there’s something nice about a man who has a little more weight on him maybe has lost a little hair. I am 43! When I’m 53 I’ll probably like someone who’s even older looking it’s just the way that I am. I find Louis more attractive but it’s really just an age thing. I think if you two were the exact same age, I don’t know. It would be a difficult thing to figure out.” says Lacey. “What does Lem look like?”

“He’s about your age. He’s a year or two older than you.” says Truman Capote. “Oh dear God, you can’t be serious?!? You really think that aging is attractive?!?”

“I just don’t think you know what it’s like to be with a younger man anymore. Matter-of-fact I don’t think you were ever with a younger man.” says Michael.

“My mother was Scandinavian in her 20’s and my parents decided not to get married and I’ll leave it at that. I don’t think that it matters, because how would it matter? You’re more energetic then I am! I am far closer to dying than you are! 20 years closer to dying than you are! My skin is sagging, my hair is thinning, I weigh more! I have preserved myself fairly well because I never got married and had kids but I don’t look like I did 20 years ago and I just don’t want you to be cheated out of having children or being with someone who’s a lot more fun to look at than me. Men age better than women I think you could argue that women are a lot flashier and more interesting to look at than men objectively speaking but we don’t age as well. It’s just one of the realities you have to accept as a woman.” says Lacey.

“You go on your date with this asshole who should be here right now not fucking the US President or you go on a date with this asshole who’s married. And if you don’t walk away from that date tonight, smiling actually smiling not crying your eyes out like you probably do after every date. …I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but it’s strange that you’re not married yet that you never had any kids to ruin your figure. But if it’s because everyone makes you sad and cry I wouldn’t and I’m sorry I wasn’t born earlier. I might not have had any control over it.” says Michael.

“Right! But I am 43 years old and someone as wonderful as you should have kids!” says Lacey.

Babe smiles at him sympathetically.

“Just answer me this: if I was 15 years older, would you go on a date with me?“ asks Michael.

“Well I’d be terrified of you but yes I would of course I would!” says Lacey.

“Why would you be terrified of him?“ asks Truman.

“You wouldn’t be sitting here talking to me you would be trying to figure out if Lem was gay or not because you would’ve already figured out that I would easily go on a date with you, so your main apprehension would be who am I what’s my character I suppose but mainly who is this Lem person?

I don’t even know what I’ve never gotten married but the idea would be that you would be 10 steps ahead of me in a way that you’re not right now because you’re obviously a very intelligent person!” says Lacey.

“Do you think I’ll be that aware of everything in 15 years!?” Michael smiles.

“I think you are possibly the most aware person in this entire room yes, I think it’s extremely likely you’ll be that aware in 15 years!” says Lacey.

“I am a lot more aware than I think you realize!” says Louis.

“Are you really though?! Are you really though Louis? Do you have any idea how sad she is right now?!” asks Michael.

“You obviously know!” says Louis.

“Well my golly I hope that Lem realizes when he meets you dear how sad you are!” says Truman Capote, slightly drunk.

“You don’t think that he will?” asks Lacey.

“Possibly not.” says Truman.

“Well is Jack sad is that how he wheedles his way and tell him his heart?” asks Lacey.

“No he’s never sad. I don’t think that man has any emotions other than constant glee.” says Truman.

“We’ll that can’t be entirely from Lem’s good fucking what makes him so ecstatic?!” says Lacey.

“I love how you make Lem sound like he’s cooking for him when he gives him oral sex. But you know I don’t think that’s what it is.” says Truman.

“You don’t think it’s just that Lem making him him happy, truly?” asks Lacey.

“I think Lem is in for a surprise tonight when you sleep with him.” says Truman..

“Truman the way you’re talking I should go to sleep with him right now to save his life.” says Lacey.

“Yes! You should!” says Truman. He sighs.

“You know I might not sleep with him but you have me genuinely concerned about his well-being. Sincerely! Why doesn’t he just come here or why don’t I just meet him somewhere? …What is wrong with Jack? Is he on uppers or is he just evil or is it both?” asks Lacey.

“Both! I think it’s both!” says Truman.

“You know I think I’m going to have my father called! Give me his number! Give me his phone number so I can reach him directly within the next 15 minutes! Right now!” says Lacey.

“Alright.” says Truman.

Lacey takes the number, marches out and goes down to the drugstore a block away. She calls her father. Then she calls Lem.

“Hello!” says Lem.

“Is this Lem Billings?” asks Lacey.

“Yes!” says Lem.

“This is Lacey Banks, and I was told that you are very, very busy, but that you might possibly have time to have lunch with me or dinner if I’m an incredibly lucky woman.” says Lacey.

“Yes, this is Lem Billings.” says Lem.

“Well that’s good news because that’s who I’m trying to reach. This is Lacey Banks. If I promise you that I won’t bore you, would you possibly come have drinks with me in an hour or two depending on where you are? Or how about if I come to you where are you?” asks Lacey.

“I’m at the White House.” says Lem.

“Can you leave the White House? Or is your mouth too busy fucking Jack’s hard cock, don’t bullshit me I’m Lacey Banks.” says Lacey.

“OK that’s not something to talk about on a phone call before a first date.” says Lem.

“Sweetie can you leave the phone or do those two little Irishman have you attached to it with a chain that can’t be broken other than with an ax or an atom bomb?” says Lacey.

“Those two little Irishman?!” asks Lem.

“Do you have a cock or a vagina?“ asks Lacey.

Lem laughs. “I have a penis, ma’am.“

“Then why are you acting like a damsel in distress? I don’t have a penis sweetie just a vagina. It’s very humble. It’s very simple. And I was trying to go out for a drink with you. It was Truman‘s idea but I’m losing my sense of humor because two pricks are sitting in the background listening to this conversation, trying to make an ass of me and if we have sex darling, you will not be shoving your cock up my ass. Do they understand that or are they all too backward?!” asks Lacey.

“Jack would like to talk to you the President of the United States would like to interrupt this conversation.“ says Lem.

“Oh your mommy would like to get on the phone or your master because you’re a sex slave being used by Jack, an ass who bought the election and commits crimes the White House because as far as I know, sodomy is still a crime. Don’t think I don’t know that it’s happening because I do. You have no idea how dumb that shitbag that you bought the election for is. He can get on the phone and try to railroad me into doing something dumb but I’m not dumb. I’m not like him.” says Lacey.

“How do you know that we bought the election Lacey?” asks Lem.

“Oh shut-up every fucking asshole in the entire country that has any money and power knows that your shit ass family bought that fucking election. Weren’t you born into that family and you’re fucking your brother?” says Lacey. “Stop threatening me. All I’m trying to do is have a date with you and if it’s that difficult, we don’t have a President. We have a terrorist sitting in the White House. Literally. Stand down.” says Lacey.

“All you want is a date with me?” asks Lem.

“Yes can you’re a little Mother Superior freak let you go for a day or will he die of sadness and sexual frustration?” asks Lacey.

“I think he’ll be OK!” says Lem indignantly.

“Then I want you to get out of the White House go to New York City and meet me in a bar of my choosing and I don’t want there to be any difficulty of any sort or my honor is at stake and that is not something that I take lightly.” says Lacey.

“Jack’s laughing because he’s realizing that all you wanna do is have a date with me and you genuinely think that he’s some sort of perverted freak.” says Lem.

“Then use whatever independent brain cells you have left that they haven’t sucked out of your brain and go to New York City and stop explaining them to me. I know them better than you do. All right Princess Pookie Pie.” says Lacey.

“Alright.” says Lem.

“Alright, I’d like to talk to the US President now is he still available or is he too busy getting fucked by some starlet who’s high on sedatives?” says Lacey.

“Actually, he probably could easily right now will be high having sex with some starlet, but he’s not.” says Lem.

“No because you’re in the room and you’re much more interesting to him aren’t you?” asks Lacey.

“So you think I’m homosexual but I’m going to go on a date with you?” asks Lem.

“No I know that you’re going to go on a date with me because I’m demanding it. You don’t have a choice and as far as your homosexual tendencies how about if we talk about them in person not while your little Lord and keeper is watching you with his bought presidency?” asks Lacey.

“Jack’s scared because apparently you dated his brother and Eunice claims that you’re angry because their whole family has treated you like absolute shit.” says Lem.

“Why don’t you meet me in Manhattan in an hour on E. 45th St. at the drug store. I’ll be buying a pack of cigarettes even though I don’t smoke. I’m wearing a khaki coat. My hair is brown and my name is Lacey Banks. We can go out for drinks after that. They’ll be a car waiting in front of the White House to come pick you up in a half an hour. If the driver gives you absolutely any trouble know that had nothing to do with me I like you, you seem interesting. …Don’t try to send anyone other than yourself that would be a very dumb thing to do. I already have a sense of who you are and I will find out as much as I can about you before you get there. I expect you to be there, this is a demand not a request. The minute you get off the phone I expect you to get dressed, grab your belongings and wait for me to send the car which will be there within half an hour. If it’s not you can call me at the following number anytime you have any problems you can call me at this number, because I do expect you to be where I said you should be within an hour. Well actually make that four hours. I’m sorry I’m very upset. Maybe I’m speaking in Russian or maybe my brain is operating in a different time zone or maybe I’m just irritated that the Founding Fathers set up things so stupidly. …So in 4 1/2 hours I expect you to be at E. 45th St. in 4 1/2 hours and there will be a car waiting for you within half an hour and if you have any problems you can reach me at Murray-Hill 5-9975. I’ll be waiting there and if the driver or anyone gives you any trouble just call that number. Alright. Will you comply or will I be heartbroken?” asks Lacey.

“I’ll comply.” says Lem.

“Alright good then I’ll see you there. I am Lacey Banks. I am 5 foot six. I am slim, relatively curvy I suppose you could say, although I’m not exactly a large breasted woman, and I actually am supposedly quite beautiful. So I’ll see you then in 4 1/2 hours?!”asks Lacey.

“Yes!” he says.

“Alright well I’ll see you in 4 1/2 hours then. I look forward to meeting you, truly.” says Lacey. “I’d like to speak with the president now if he’s still available and he’s not busy screwing I don’t know…a lamp or something.”

“I thought you didn’t think he was the president?” says Lem.

“You know how about if we discuss something that serious at this point in the conversation that I am controlling…in person. I’d like to speak to Jack Kennedy, who was elected, possibly illegally as US President. Is he available or is he busy?“ asks Lacey.

“He’s free, he’s available and I’ll see you in Manhattan 4 1/2 hours and they’ll be a car waiting for me in a half an hour to give me a ride?” asks Lem.

“Yes that’s right. I look forward to speaking with you in person and having a nice night or a nice afternoon. …I’m sorry it will probably be a nice night.“ says Lacey.

“Alright I’ll see you in 4 1/2 hours.” says Lem. 

“Is this the president I’m speaking to?” asks Jack Kennedy.

“You know it’s funny Jack I do feel like the president, right now.” says Lacey.

“But you know you aren’t actually the president I am.” says Jack Kennedy condescendingly.

“Well, aren’t you special!” says Lacey.

“You know I cried when my brother died. Where were you?“ asks Jack.

“Oh dear, do you really want to have this conversation? Or not?“ asks Lacey.

“You just thought he was funny. You didn’t love him at all. You just thought he was very, very funny.“ says Jack.

“That’s not at all what happened Jack you know that! …Now about Lem! This is actually quite serious, darling. Jack, there are a lot of people in this country who hate you right now and I’m not actually one of them believe it or not. But I will become someone who hates you if I find out that all the gossip is true and you really won’t let Lem Billings have a date with me in New York City. Because then, Jack, Mr. President, it seems as though you’re insane because why wouldn’t you let Lem a man who isn’t even your brother not by blood have a date with a woman when he’s not married and I’m not married? Jack that’s very, very odd.” says Lacey.

“Why were you telling me to stand down? I am the US President.” says JFK.

“Because Jack, you apparently don’t speak English. What do you speak? Do you speak? I just explained it to you; it’s very simple. Jack there are people in this country who think you are a treasonous, evil, sloppy fool. And I decided to call and put my ears to the phone and see what I could hear for myself. You know that our fathers are friends or used to be a long time ago and you know that’s how I was friends with Joe for a while because that’s all that basically ever was was just some stupid friendship. I fell in love Jack, and then your brother fell in love with some Australian woman or something.” says Lacey.

“I am being told to calm down by my Secret Service and everyone running this country who wasn’t elected.” says JFK.

“And how do you feel about that Jack? How do you feel? Does it make you sad? Does it make you angry because you know your feelings are the only feelings that matter in the entire world to anyone anywhere, right?!” asks Lacey.

“I bet it must be a real thrill for you to call the US President and get him on the phone to be able to talk to him and tell him off and make fun of him!” says JFK.

“Do you know it’s really not? You know I had sex not with the lamp not with Lem or you or your mother or your dog but with some Louis. A man who you may, or may not know, but who, in a way is far more powerful than you individually will ever be because men like him are more powerful than you, and that is something that your father maybe never really fully understood. It’s not that being US President isn’t a big deal, nor being a senator, or being a congressman or anything like that it’s just that Jack power is very complex and you can’t just buy something wear it and then expect to be an entirely different person. I really hope you know what you’re doing with all of your power because actually it really isn’t that big of a deal for me to be able to call you. And you should probably know that. That is a huge missreading of my emotional state. I am warning you Jack people are angry, who matter.”

“Who is angry, Lacey?!” asks Jack.

“Jack my friends are angry. A lot of my friends are angry. I came from a party today – just a quick get together – people there were talking about you and they were very upset and they’re good people Jack and they were sad. They were upset and I know my friends and I know that if they were upset that there are probably dozens of people who are upset, who are far less reasonable and kind and loving than them.” says Lacey.

Silence.

“There should be a car there in about 10 minutes. I expect Lem to be in it. Let him have a night off. He’s not your servant, you’re not paying him and I certainly hope he’s not your slave, Jack.” says Lacey.

“You know Gore Vidal called him a slave.” says JFK.

“Did he? Do you know I didn’t know that that’s disturbing isn’t it that I didn’t know that?” says Lacey.

“Yeah, it is disturbing.” says JFK.

“Well, Jack, the car should be there by now and like I said, I expect Lem to be in it.” says Lacey.

“This is the end of my presidency, isn’t it?“ asks JFK.

“I really suppose that’s up to you isn’t it maybe it should be up to the American people but we don’t elect the CIA do we? Or the FBI or the mob or journalists or the Supreme Court. We only elected you.” says Lacey before hanging-up.

Later.

Turns out there may be dead gay Cowboys, who empathize with Jack and his inability to understand that being brutal to another man isn’t good. Yes you read that right dead gay Cowboys. Probably from the 1800s, 1900s or so from the Wild West. Actual cowboys who rode horses and shot people and drank. …Cowboys like the kind that used to ride around in spaghetti westerns in the 1950s on television.

“And by being brutal, she doesn’t mean sex she means rape or molestation. Like actual brutality.” says Lem.

“That’s true that is what I meant.” says Lacey.

“You know I was the one that inspired writing this blog post today because you got woken-up very early this morning having a conversation with God and me lots of other dead people, angels and demons and I can’t get over it.” says Lem.

“What can’t you get over?“ asks Lacey.

“Let’s just try to continue the conversation that we were having on this blog.” says Lem.

“Alright, would you have shown up or not?“ asks Lacey.

“Yes.” says Lem.

“Alright, well I would’ve been there waiting. Let’s just go from there I guess I don’t know.“ says Lacey.

“Alright, so we’re at the drugstore and I walk in and you’re standing there and I see you and I walk up to you and I say, ‘Hello.’”

“And I say, ‘Hello, are you Lem Billings?’” says Lacey.

“And I say, ‘Yeah, sure I’m Lem Billings. Are you Lacey Banks?’” says Lacey.

“Yes I am Lacey Banks I’m 43 when I was 23 I was a lot prettier. Hopefully you’re still interested in going on a date with an old 43 year old single woman.” says Lacey.

And that was where he looked at me and bashfully said, “Well, hi.”

And I looked at him and I said, “You almost look like you’re expecting me to kiss you. Am I imagining things or do you feel like you’re in a movie?“

And that’s when I leaned over and kissed her. And then that was where I discovered that I wasn’t the homosexual. 

“And when we were in the hotel, I said, ‘This isn’t our wedding night.’” says Lem.

“I’ve had one or two wedding nights. I’ve never gotten pregnant because I’ve been extraordinarily careful but I’ve had one or two wedding nights and I’ve never been married.“. She laughs apologetically. “I just gave up. I guess. Isn’t that awful?”

Later.

Part III by Crumb plays.

Lacey and Lem made love. Of course. But Lacey…can now barely breath.

Why?

Because she’s empathizing. Not with children, not with sick people but with adults. With other adults, who then take her empathy and use it in ways that are not only evil, but incredibly ill-advised.

“Because they don’t understand what death is anymore or ugliness is because people lie.” says Lem. “I didn’t love Jack. I lied when I said that I didn’t even know him my whole life. It was a stupid thing to say I lied I lied about how smart he was. I lied about how attractive he was. I lied because I felt sorry for him.”

“How much would it mean to Lacey if behind your back, screwing Jack?” asks a woman.

“Honestly, it would devastate me. But Lem just said that was such emotion and depth that essentially if he didn’t mean it, it’s almost meaningless in regard to Jack.“ says Lacey.

“So then what was the point even be Lacey?” asks a catty woman.

“There really isn’t one. It’s really it’s a it’s sort of a stupid thing to do. I’m not saying that they wouldn’t do it but there really isn’t a point. People sometimes do things without having a point there’s a reason why they do it but they might not have a point.” says Lacey.

“I don’t do it. I wouldn’t do it. I didn’t want to do it and I’m not going to do it and I didn’t do it. I’m not going to. How about that?!” asks Lem. “The reason I would do it is because I’d be lying to Lacey and somehow would enjoy it but I don’t think you seem to grasp but that’s not possible according to me, Lem.”

“But you could just say something different on someone else’s blog because I mean you’re not really Lem and there’s probably lots of so-called Lem’s and there is no afterlife. I mean I can go on and on with all these logical things that you clearly haven’t thought of because you’re an idiot. OK? Like I am a brilliant person compared to you!” says Wobbly’s wife sincerely.

“That’s gonna be really awkward someday when you die.” says Lem. “If you’re a real person.”

“Lem…you sound more resolute every time you make love. That’s also why it’s sorta…dumb. Not that I’m saying you’re doing anything but people lie about that nowadays.” says a man.

“They do! And she’s not illegitimate.” says Tommy Banks. “Why aren’t you all more scared of death?”

“Are you demon possessed?” asks Lacey.

“So…a mistress who’s shamed…isn’t that…loved?” asks Joe Kennedy Senior. He rolls his eyes.

“Yes, do you understand that? Because I’m not sure your sons do.” says Lacey.

“Possibly not entirely and honestly no I don’t know if they do.” says Joe.

“So you loved Janet but you didn’t love Gloria?” asks Eunice.

“I’m not going to answer that it’s really none of your business. I’m sorry.” says Joe.

“I’ve tried to say this now many times, and I am losing patience. You’re not respecting her humanity and I’m saying that to both the living and possibly also the dead who really possibly cannot understand that they’ve been both outed and told off at the same time. I am not intimidated if I have God on my side. Jack can you not handle the probable fact that Lem wasn’t remotely attracted to you at all?” asks Louis.

“And Louis can you not handle the fact that you probably would’ve had a potential long-term mistress if Lacey had been born in 1918? Would you have left your wife for Lacey or would you have just slept with her once after pressuring her into it over a period of years?” asks JFK.

“I have hurt her.” says Louis.

“Well did you love her or not?“ asks JFK.

“Yes!” says Louis.

“Well then why didn’t you leave your wife for her? Why did you go back to your wife?“ asks JFK.

“It’s possible that I have a very hard time leaving my second wife very hard time leaving it’s just incredibly difficult potentially or it’s just a lie and I have let her think that because I don’t want her to feel like she has to be with me, but it’s possible that I have a very hard time leaving my second wife.” says Louis.

“Why?” asks JFK.

“Are you asking that as a son or as a friend?“ asks Louis.

“As a son sort of, you’re right.” says JFK.

“Honestly because I loved her I was probably very in love with my second wife at first very possibly I thought she was like a living angel. I might have a hard time handling the fact that she wasn’t who I thought she was in the way she is and it’s just hard to let go of her. If I was in love with her it’s just possibly very difficult to let go of the actual dream and life that I tried to build with her for decades. Now, if my children die someday, and I find out that they’re not as attached to her as their mother, as I thought they could be I might be a little less attached to her myself, but that day has not come.” says Louis.

“But I don’t think you realize how much you’ve actually hurt Lacey. What? She just wasn’t good enough?! Honestly! But she’s just not as good as your wife?! Because I bet she probably can accept that if it’s true, but that’s what you’re forcing her to accept!” says JFK.

“Lacey is far superior to my wife in every way that’s humanly imaginable. And it’s why I can’t resist her and it’s why and I’m no longer speaking to you as a son – if she were to have pressed me, I probably would have hurt a lot of people.“ says Louis. “And I don’t think that something you even begin to comprehend Jack.”

“Why didn’t she press you?” asks JFK.

“Because she has kids if she didn’t she wouldn’t have then either – I think she just didn’t want to hurt people herself. Of course that means that she ended up hurting me but at the same time I essentially just hurt myself because I maybe can’t figure out what to do.” says Louis.

“You’re not homosexual at all are you?“ asks JFK.

“No, actually I’m not.” says Louis. “Do you just think that because I look like a Lem but I am shorter we do look alike? It’s possible neither of us were.” He takes over. “If Lacey was my wife she would be trying to figure out whether or not we should be together right now and how happy we really were with each other for eternity. Because it’s not like I wouldn’t have married her, Jack, if I was single. And honestly, if I was homosexual and she was a man I would’ve probably ended up with her somehow then too in a committed relationship if I wasn’t with someone else because there’s nothing inherently wrong with her as a human in that way and that’s part of the reason why what you did with Lem looks so strange.”

“But Lem was poor. I was straight, Lacey’s poor and ugly and Norwegian. And you had to lie about stuff like that to become president that’s why you didn’t become president. Do you don’t know that because if you play the game right and marry the woman who you should’ve married, you would’ve been able to become president.” says JFK.

“Oh, I don’t think that’s what happened Jack. I had a first wife and honestly I know it wouldn’t have mattered. Elsie’s Scandinavian heritage wasn’t the problem.” says Louis. “And no, Lacey‘s family is not really poor Jack. They’re not poor. Lem’s family might have struggled but they were from the upper class in a way that your family still isn’t.”

“I know I was just trying to be funny.” says JFK.

“I think that you are mad that I could’ve had a mistress, I think it really bothers you! And you’re right to be bothered by that if you are, it bothers me too it’s atrocious. But I suppose that in a sense it just means that yes I probably do you think my second wife is superior, even if objectively I don’t.” says Louis. “Would I have left my wife for Lacey yes, but that’s the problem though Jack. Lacey knows that love has to be sincere and deep or it really isn’t worth it and honestly I might love Lacey more than I’m letting on. But let’s just say that I don’t she knows that it’s possible that I can’t quite get over her and yet she’s trying to protect me from making a mistake and protect herself from making a mistake too.”

“And I would be the mistake if she’s capable of loving me more.” says Lem.

“You’re right.” says Michael.

“Lem what she was talking about this morning is true. She is going to be struggling for the rest of her life. She’s never going to be happy unless if God does a miracle and if you expect that of her to be happy yourself, it’s probably not a relationship that’s going to work.” says Louis.

“You’d have to be literally raised from the dead Lem for her to ever be happy if you’re really Lem and you’re a ghost. Her entire life has been stolen from her at this point Lem. There is no happy ending for her life. We’re dead there is no happy ending for her life and she’s talking to us she’s alive, but is it possible that with Covid and Illuminati and aging that at this point Lem she’s alive because she needs to be alive. God wants her to be alive. And God is so powerful than Satan. It’s maybe different than it is for most people because essentially, she’s both alive and dead at the same time because her life was stolen from her. It’s over in a way. But God is choosing to keep her alive, again I should say, for a very good reason and also, she is possibly being allowed if she doesn’t go to Hell and we’re ghosts to begin essentially the rest of eternity right now. And she doesn’t know whether or not we’re ghosts or demons or if she’s being evil, so not only has her life essentially ended, and been stolen from her, and never was really happy in the way that it should have been, or was meant, designed by God to be shall I say, as a woman or a person in general, she also doesn’t know whether or not what she’s doing right now is evil or good…but it’s the only way that she has to survive especially if there’s an Illuminati. I mean a lot of the Illuminati is hateful and a lot of it isn’t at the end of the day, though they probably did not handle the situation well whether it’s good or evil, it was not handled well even, which is silly because well is good and these people want some sort of functioning universe. And you’d they’d realize that Satanism is essentially idiocy.” says Michael.

And right after that Lacey saves her kid’s lives…gets hit on the head by a falling object…and realizes yet again how desperate these buffoons have become. Will she be okay? Yes!

“Why don’t you guys just blow up her and her family on a plane?! Like…we know you exist. It’s pathetic at this point that you care so much. Like…let it go! She’s Lacey Banks. Lem was possibly straight. Okay?! Jack was an idiot and an asshole.” this random person says. “We aren’t…shocked anymore. Okay?! Like…we know the reasons. You’re too poor. You’re too dumb! You’re too disorganized. You’re scared to. And you’re trying to be sadistic.”

“You guys are so pathetic! We know. …We know!” says another random person.

“Okay…but I wanna know why…y’all spend millions and millions trying to cover up political corruption…we know is happening…and then you can’t kill this one family that’s driving y’all to ruin everything? She’s right. They’re right. That’s not Satanism. That’s just stupidity.” says another random person.

“Can’t you just stop trying to kill her?!” asks another random person.

“We are all going to die. And it never ceases to amaze me how you think about it all day and every night for your secret society…but you miss the forest for the trees. …You conjure demons and ghosts with a passion and for a living. …You should not be so stupid!” says another person.