The Libertarians

March 21, 2016. Fenris Magnuson leaves Albany and gets a small apartment in Georgetown near Washington DC. He begins to meet political and media people and soon becomes friends with energetic young Republican senator Roswell Benedict.

Fenris' new book "The World Saved by Liberty and Free Enterprise" is endorsed by the senator. Sales skyrocket. People write to their representatives demanding the kind of workable absolute Libertarian solutions outlined in the book.

Benedict is elected President November 8, 2016. He is skillful in diplomacy and by February 12, 2017 negotiates the institutionalization of free enterprise and Democracy in China.

March 12, 2017. Fenris is enjoying a nice dinner of catfish with cayenne pepper, Spanish rice, and lima beans. He hears thunder in the distance and the phone rings. It's Clifton Farrel contacting Fenris about his latest plans.

"This is the biggest yet. I'm only calling you before the fact, because if I don't you may not survive to write the story."

"Don't tell me. You've produced a mutated clone of the shark that can walk on land with the agility of a horse and are going to send an army of 50,000 of them, with behavior control brain implants, against every government on Earth. How's the shark doing anyway?"

"Brilliant! I never thought of any of that. Perhaps for our next project, but I don't think we'll need anything after the current wave. By the way, the shark is a male, and we named him Don." Fenris hears the thunder louder over Clifton's phone.

"We're going to send a Mega Tsunami against the East Coast of the United States. The shark will ride the wave into New York City. We hope to film that part from a hundred different angles. We're also going to deflect an Asteroid onto a course with Earth, then split it to target just certain areas."

"Holy Kazoozis, Clifton! What if it goes wrong and blows up everybody, or knocks the Earth out of orbit?"

"Or maybe you just repeated the same mistake fifty times without knowing it. I can't go along with it. Too risky."

"Well then I guess I better not tell you any more or when..." Suddenly a huge clap of thunder and the phone goes dead.

Says Fenris aloud "Clifton, call back! If only I could have told him about the coming economic changes."

Fenris sits down and in an hour compiles some Tsunami data. He has no way to reach Farrell, so he sleeps overnight on what to do, and calls Roswell Benedict at 9:00 the next morning."

"Mr. President. Fenris Magnuson here. Please listen carefully. Clifton Farrell has told me that his organization is going send a Mega Tsunami against the East Coast of the United States and deflect an Asteroid towards Earth, then split it to target selected areas. I did some research and found the following:

The island of La Palma, as I'm sure you know, is due to collapse. Scientists say the only question is when, not if. When it does, 500 billion tons of rock will slide into the ocean. The resulting wave will be 900 metres high at first. As it crosses the Atlantic at 500 miles per hour it will flatten to 50 metres high, but will be many kilometres long. Some places it will come 26 miles inland. Boston, NY, Miami will simply be gone. I've never read about asteroids and am at a loss on that."

"Fenris, you've done the right thing. I'll get people on all of it, but I'll need you to come in to give us more detail. We'll stop these fools. Did you tell Farrell about current economic trends?"

The president puts a task force to work. They watch everything within three hundred miles of La Palma, plus two other spots the science boys suggest.

Fenris is right. On March 18, 2017 the USA defuses La Palma of twenty eight explosive devices. In the process they have to shoot three of Farrell's people who will not be taken alive.

On March 20, 2017 the USA stops Farrells initial rocket using the old Strategic Defense Initiative. They manage to intercept it just outside the Earth's atmosphere. No fallout.

March 24, 2017 Fenris is eating a fine breakfast of beef sausage, eggs sunny-side up, creamed rice with butter, and orange slices. The phone rings and it's Clifton Farrell. There's a short silence, and then Farrell asks "Well, Fenris, what do you have to say for yourself?"

"Clifton, you should have called back. Benedict is doing things now that will change everything. Long term it will accomplish peacefully and legally all the things you are trying to do destructively."

"Five years, maybe less. You should have more patience and faith. Haven't you been watching the news?"

"Well start doing it again. I'm telling you. It's all going to work. Libertarian economics is not theoretical. It simply has to be implemented. Benedict is doing it and Congress is backing him. The whole world will soon follow anything we do that works really well."

"That last part is true. We'll see about the rest. Fenris, we almost got caught because you squealed."

"I didn't squeal. Clifton, when the phone went dead I was trying to tell you that I couldn't go along with it. Did you think I would imperil the evolutionary destiny of every living thing on Earth to preserve my journalistic integrity? Especially when I know that everything is going to be running smoothly on Earth within just a few years using normal means?

I mean worldwide Capitalism, free world trade, and declining population. And you want to risk it all for a quick and merely temporary solution? It's too bad we didn't stay in touch, but I figured you knew what was happening. Please Clifton, just have faith and give it a little time. Maybe you can help us to speed it along in some way."

"Fenris, you should have been a lawyer. I need some time off, and I am going to read up on stuff and start watching the news. Plus, I need to lay low. The government boys are starting to turn a more critical eye on our activities lately."

"No, I figured stopping the wave would be enough. I kind of like that shark and I don't want him hurt. His longevity is too admirable to allow a bunch of dungheel curiosity seekers to do whatever they would do to him."

Roswell Benedict now continues his efforts without interference. With the capitulation of the last unlibertarian regime on June 21, 2017 we see the triumph of Liberty, Capitalism, and free trade everywhere on Earth.

On August 1, 2017 comes the founding of the World Federation for Exploration and Colonization of Space. On September 21, 2017 private sector funding is appropriated for a huge international colony on Mars.

On October 18, 2017 "The Truth About Worldwide Ethnic Displacement" is completed. Fenris' latest book shows what the future could be if displaced peoples everywhere returned to their ancestral homelands now that free enterprise exists worldwide, the entire world is beginning to prosper, and the countries of origin will accept their return.

Mature thoughtful people demand a better future. Relocation movements have begun all over the planet. Everywhere courageous enterprising people are returning home after arranging for the sale of their property by older relatives or friends at a time advantageous from a standpoint of market.

With Fenris' permission, Roswell Benedict has copies of the new book sent to political leaders, journalists, and colleges all over the world. It quickly becomes influential in augmenting the events of this very splendid period.

By February 12, 2018 we see the triumph of viable evolutionary policies worldwide and by June 21, 2020 the world economy has stabilized and all countries are beginning to prosper and compete in global trade.

Now that everything on Earth is finally back to normal Fenris decides to take a little time off. All he can think of is those fried oysters he had up in Northern Washington State by the sea a few years back.

October 14, 2006

3:20 PM