“Are you serious?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Where on Earth do you come up with such …,” I stopped. It
came to me that C.W. isn’t from Earth, so my point wasn’t going to make sense.
Still, he could aggravate me at times, and this was one of those. He just
smirked.
“Now,” he said, “can I get back to work?” There was no use arguing.
He had taken on the shape of Reggie the Young Conservative, and there was no
reasoning with him.
I tried a different tack. “So you,” I said, “are charged
with developing strategies for increasing the rate of unwanted pregnancies in
America.”
“Quite so.”
“May I ask why?”
“Are you really that dense?” He shook his head in
exasperation. “Simple,” he said. “It’s a gateway sin.”
“What is a gateway sin?”
He shook his head slowly. “You know what a gateway drug is,
don’t you?”
“Yes,” I said. “It’s something you folks made up to justify
the billions you’ve wasted on reducing marijuana usage.”
He shook his head. “We’re not trying to reduce marijuana
usage,” he said. “We’re just making sure that its usage stays illegal. Crime enforcers
are among our most loyal supporters.”
“So how does that relate to a plan to increase unwanted
pregnancies?”
“Unwanted pregnancies,” he said, “are like marijuana. They
lead to another choice that keeps our political base charged up like an Irish
Setter on steroids.”
“Let’s make sure I understand. You want to excite your constituency
by increasing the number of people who have to make difficult choices?”
“Not people. Women. Don’t forget that we recognize a difference.”
I see. So what have you tried so far?”
“Well,” he said. “We’ve outlawed sex education. It’s deplorable
how many young people now understand the strong correlation between sexual intercourse
and procreation. Deplorable.”
“Are you still teaching young girls that, if you say ‘Mother
may I?’ three times beforehand, they are safe from all harm?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” he said. “Are you making fun of us?”
“Perish the thought.”
“We stopped using that one years ago. Now we just teach them
to hold their breath and pray at critical junctures.”
“Contraceptives have proven to be effective.”
“Correctamundo,”
he said. “That’s why we’re in the process of outlawing them.”
“I guess that’s also why you don’t want men held responsible
for unwanted pregnancies?”
“What do men have to do with it? That’s what we say. The
last thing we want is a bunch of men running around offering to help raise a
child.”
“This whole thing seems a bit turned around,” I said. “I
mean, the whole idea of increasing loyalty in despising an act by promoting the
act seems so …,” I struggled for words. “So Roveian.”.
“Please don’t denigrate the God of Our Movement,” he said, “but
now you’re getting the picture.”
“Does it work?”
“Haven’t you ever heard of poverty and our fight for it?”
“Excuse me?”
“Can’t you see anything? What happens when you increase the number
of poor people?”
“Lot’s,” I said. “You increase the level of so many things:
childhood disease, malnutrition, substandard housing, lack of educational opportunities
….”
“Don’t be silly,” he said. “It’s crime.”
“Crime?”
“Yep. The greater the gap in wealth, the more crime, and the
more crime, the more people run out and buy more …,”
“I see. I see.” I said. “I see, but it’s making me crazy.”
“And speaking of crazy,” he said. “Have you ever heard of
Franklin Graham, Joel Osteen, Kenneth Copeland, Joyce Meyer, Benny Hinn, …?”
“Stop. Stop.” I said. “Yes, I’ve heard of them and others
like them. Don’t go on. You’re making me nauseated now.”
“Exactly,” he said. “They are all our operatives.”
“Your what?”
“Their job is to turn young folks off religion.”
“Do what?”
“Don’t you see how much our support strengthens when they
publish those reports on declining church attendance? What more dastardly trend
could you hope for, to blame on your opponents?”
“I’ve got to sit down a moment,” I said. “This goes against
everything I’ve ever been taught.”
“Precisely,” he said. “That’s why we have some powerful
people,” he stopped, “… some very powerful people, working on education.”
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