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CONTINUED: 9. JUDGE Ignorance of the law is no defense. Your ship’s log shows you had more than adequate preparation to know about the proper jurisdiction. KENDRA That doesn’t mean anything. Freight flips through the laws. He starts flipping at random and then gazes in the index. FREIGHT (WHISPERING) Stall! JUDGE Yes it does. KENDRA What do you mean? JUDGE It means, as far as we’re concerned, the fact that you knew how harsh our laws are means you can’t use ignorance as a defense. You can’t even use it as a mitigating circumstance. KENDRA But (interrupted) JUDGE Did I mention we have very sophisticated microphones? We can hear anything you say. KENDRA Crap. JUDGE Stalling only makes your case look worse. FREIGHT WAIT! JUDGE (sighs) Yes? (CONTINUED)

Bridge To Nowhere

As I watch the planes fly overhead and the tanks rumble down I-10 toward the Texas Nation.  Operation Jade Spear and Magic Helmet is moving to keep migrating Texans from stumbling over the border looking for work.  But I don't want to talk about Politics...God knows that's pointless and boring...you get what you vote for...

But I do admire the conviction in the young men's faces.  They're so determined to keep the union together for another twenty years until Texas decides it doesn't want to be a state again.  But I nearly served in Operation Distraction, literally thirty minutes from the draft. Yeah, Vietnam sucked for you guys, but at least the got rid of the draft over there.

The thing that I have to ponder as I sit on top of the railing on the Bridge between Loisiana and Texas as you see Petuniaville sprawling out to the East, sprawling as far as the eye can see, billowing fumes of every color of a demented electric Ozian rainbow flowing up into a chartruse and vomit emerald sky.  There's no fire quite like an oil fire, and for those rare portals to fiction in the sky you can see (if you know how to look) the choking faces of giants and genies and Pegasus as they try not to breath in the burning blood of the Earth.

It's hell.  War is hell of course but this is something else again.  Ring after ring ripples in the heat, distorting ten as the tanks drive by.  Every third vehicle is a tanker since the enemy is known to cut supply lines (given the rather ineffective weaponry they have compared to a modern militiary.)  Texas is the most armed nation on Earth...but by treaty they don't have anything manufactured (legally) after 1910....oops?

When I look at the Bridge in the Bayou, I see a bridge everywhere, worlds of hope and terror with possibilities and adventure  I have generally been too cowardly to take.  When I look at the Bridge over the River, a see a bridge to nowhere...going nowhere with no hope.  There won't be any lasting change, not when people don't want it.  What is the point of war? It is mankind's most destructive endevor.

I take swig from my flask, once again considering the dramatis personae potential of lighting a cigarette I wouldn't smoke, or even a lollipop Kojak style.  But I shrug and begin to walk down, passing the occasional straggler, walking slowly after the tanks.  Even in this era there are Camp Followers, that curious ecology of war that depend on destructionfor existance. Its a bit like an oasis in the desert in a sick sort of way.

Until later.

Letters to Rhombus

Rhombus answers some letters from fictional people. Questions.

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CONTINUED: 8. JUDGE I’m sorry. I don’t believe you. FREIGHT Well, it would be nice. JUDGE I’m sorry. I don’t believe you. FRIEGHT I demand a lawyer. JUDGE Demand denied. FREIGHT Your laws are totally different than ours. How am I supposed to defend myself? My crew? JUDGE Unlike your laws, ours are simple enough that anyone can understand them. FREIGHT Well can I have like....a chance to read them? A door opens up. A very large man in armor comes in and sets a large book of laws about the side of a hardback novel onto the table. All three jump backwards in shock. FREIGHT What the hell?! Can I get a stay to read it. JUDGE No. FREIGHT Well can I read it now? JUDGE Yes. Freight nods and proceeds to read the law. KENDRA Really? We can’t take time to read the new laws? (CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED: 7. FREIGHT (QUIETLY) fuck. ACT 1 SCENE 2 SCENE INTERIOR – NIGHT – CONFEDERATION COURT The scene is rather stark. A single white marblish bench lies in the center of the room with a light shining down upon it. The court, and the judge is shown in shadow off to the side so that their identity can be properly concealed. There are no papers of any kind on the bench. Just the three defendants, all dressed in stark white robes which glare in the reflection of the light that shines down upon them. JUDGE We find you guilty. How do you plead? KENDRA Real cool. Guilty until proven innocent? JUDGE The weight in your case is overwhelming. FREIGHT Look, this was all just a big misunderstanding. JUDGE Oh? FREIGHT That’s right. JUDGE I think this unlikely, but you are permitted a defense. FREIGHT Well, basically that cargo was placed on our ship by someone else against our knowledge. JUDGE So someone else just put it there? FREIGHT That’s right. (CONTINUED)

Grenademan vs the Zombies - Chapter 9

Jarvi starts the actual factual apocalypse with blood and snark zombies.

Written by TC Ricks

Performed by Rhombus Ticks

Text edited by Fiona Skye

Sound edited by Grayson Bergmann

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