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THE WALL
Chapter ONE Prime Minister
from a new novel by Phil Musgrave.
He was after everything that had happened he was still the Prime Minister of Canada.
This was some kind of theme park. Full of rides, truly weird food and people everywhere. He was wearing a wig and dark sunglasses. His personal security was with him as always, but this was a holiday at the CNE with the son Carlton who was now 15 years old.
A few people had recognized the child and walked toward them but were confused by his wig and sunglasses and walked away.
He was trying to remember the item on the agenda of the G8 summit that had closed only yesterday. “Of course,” he thought,
“The elephant in the room had been world population growth.” 18% by 2040.
He suddenly had this image enter his brain teeming masses of humanity rising global temperature by body heat alone. Was it discussed, No, all he wanted to talk about was the repugnant wall. Yes they had talked about climate change, refugees, world hunger, and that fly in the ointment as he called her Greta.
He had also been thoroughly briefed on the virus. However he had not discussed some.. Most of the agenda of this G8 with even the closest members of his staff in the PMO. Prime Minister John James Had no Idea what the world would look like in 300 years. The man did however have a grasp of what the world would look like in 10. He did not like it. John James was bilingual; he had grown up in Hamilton and Gone for his Masters to Western. He had come up the hard way through the ranks of the party running in local politics first then regional, provincial and Finally national.
He was experienced and astute and street smart. His cabinet he had hand picked himself and the privy council was his stomping ground. His wife Marly was off somewhere with the other kids. He really did not know his children, and really did not want to. His children made him happy because they were a success, Still young but a product of his loins therefore a good reflection on himself. Good Politics involved making or taking opportunities and if you did it right you survived. Although fluent in French he had been shut out in the last election and so was governing Canada, “by consent ,” he would tell his Cabinet.
“So watch Your P’s and Q’s Especially the Q’s.” The world had changed and was changing faster. To get on the news you had mostly audio bites broadcast over Google minis and car radios people just did not have time anymore. So in a nutshell his world looked like this. Australia was on fire. Their summer came when the Earth was 3 million miles closer to the sun. The heat for the fire was spreading out over the south ocean to Antarctica. The Middle East was in Canada now, immigrants bring their culture here. And the whole world was going protectionist.
“On A planet far away,” John thought to himself, as he stopped to watch the people on this bucket thing swing back and forth. Trying to suck the last of the Summer
Read Chapter Two here
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