I reached to her shoulders, “Sandy, we’re goin’ all the way!”
“Jack, I can’t wait until you expose these people.”
I started daydreaming about my speech… The wealthy want the status quo to continue, hoarding trillions… they move in a world that few people get a chance to see. We’ll get a big taste of that up in New York; that’s one of the reasons I wanted Sandy to come. She’s never seen this before. I wanted her to see this unbelievable wealth first hand.
Most Americans have no idea that the richest 1% control 50% of the income. The system is so broken. We have thirty-eight million kids who go to bed hungry every night while the wealthy in this country can’t figure out where to park their extra Mercedes.
“Jack… have you heard anything I said?” She knew I was deep in thought and hadn’t heard a word.
“Sandy, my parents have friends who would be embarrassed to stay too long in their winter homes for fear the neighbors would think they’d lost their minds or gone senile. All while millions of Americans are homeless. It’s messed up.”
“It’s awful, Jack The rich are so selfish they only care about themselves!”
“Well I’ll tell ya one thing, nobody has ever done anything about it.”
“The only thing I worry about, Jack: if you speak out against them, how are you going to get big donations for the campaign?”
“It’ll be like taking candy from a baby. It’s human nature. Every billionaire thinks he’s the exception and we’re not talking about him. You won’t believe how fast the donations roll in.”
“Jack, you know what I’ve never understood?”
“What don’t they have with all that money?”
“Peace of mind…they worry about what they might lose. You’ll see. They get jittery when administrations change and they’ll pay huge money to the frontrunners. For insurance, they have access to whoever wins the Presidency. You watch.”
“Next time I drive.”
Genre – Political Thriller
Rating – PG
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