Comment Re:The lesser of two evils (Score 1, Troll) 260
It's 6:13pm. A person is walking, only a silhouette against kaleidoscopic billboards selling the latest drugs. A man, by clothing and posture, but nowadays, no one knows for sure. He seems intent on going home, going to his family, going to a place of respite between four walls, in their box of an apartment, in the middle of this concrete jungle where 8 million people are strangers. Suddenly, the loudspeakers blare. They were installed in early 2025, soon after the Mad Queen was elected to power. It's only been 2 years, but they're now a familiar sight, an eternal companion to the Flock cameras monitoring your every move. Usually, it's messages of faith. "TRANS WOMEN ARE WOMEN TOO!" they declare. But today, no, today is different. Today is Wednesday. On Wednesday, they announce the coming, and the staying, of the Mad Queen. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAH!!!" That laugh... That laugh haunts his dreams. His shoulders forward further, he shakes his head and accelerates his pace. "I should have voted for Trump, goddamnit" he thinks, but it's too late now. The Mad Queen reigns.