“May I speak in my defense…” Daniel Sanzio spoke up hearing what the other Mictlantecas and Zed were saying. “I lived in So Cal before and during the time of Kingdom America. Before Zombianity helped reestablish the USA. What is the difference between a Serial Killer and a Soldier or Hitman…?” There was a silence in the Mictlan bar and grill with a buffet-style military chow hall as all attention turned to ‘the old ghost’ as Dan transformed. They were waiting for a Merchant of Venice-type monologue… “before Zombianity established the Zombie Protected Zone, I came out of hiding and began to kill certain people who not only transitioned into the Kingdom’s regime but wholeheartedly wanted the Kingdom of America to be successful and were not living in fear of the draconian treatment by the King’s Guard…I began to make certain family members of the King’s Guard…” someone in the chow hall was heard correcting the phrase ‘King’s Guard’ with Rainbow Coalition. “I would never slander Jesse Jackson’s work with civil rights to call the civil guard, the King’s Guard, in a time of perpetual Martial Law…that name. And so, some of these Generals’ or Commanders’ wives, children, or lovers began to disappear…I killed more of these people for free because my Nation had become a Kingdom…and this was my calling to get my hands dirty.” Dan transformed back into his human form. He stood on top of the table where he was having his dinner.
“The Salton Sea is about forty-three feet…I didn’t kill the people before putting them in oil drums. The oil barrels had holes in them that allowed the unconscious loved one of the collaborating commanders of the Civil Guard in certain areas of California and Arizona, could breathe as I drove my van to Imperial County. But air holes let in water so that the fifty-gallon oil drum wasn’t buoyant with the air inside…so without air to create buoyancy, the weight of the oil drum sunk to the bottom, and the victim drowned. Forty feet is deep enough. And I had a small boat hidden nearby. No one cares about the Salton Sea even enough to clean it up as an ecological disaster.”
“When I found out that Mictlan had rescued George W and his family along with other politicians and that King Bush was Adrian Woodhouse from the documentary about Satanism and people who believed that the Woodhouse family had a child sired by Satan himself…Rosemary’s Baby…this Adrian Woodhouse was the person whose family and company were responsible for the coup de tat and created Kingdom America and maintained their power by using shapeshifting, George W lookalikes, and computer-generated fireside chats…to disguise and vilify the legitimate American President and his family. I would fight to maintain liberty for free…I began my career killing in Vietnam and came home to work with the Italian Mafia because I am good at killing and my family needed the money…One less Mafioso, I would tell myself…” Dan stepped down from the table onto the chair and continued to walk out of the chow hall but not before silently refilling his stainless-steel coffee mug with coffee and a generous pour of half and half, no sugar…no stirring…
Human, Zed, and Ghost alike watched Dan walk out and then slowly returned to their conversations.
’Why else would the Old Ghost ask for him by name…if he wasn’t a hero…”
Dan walked back to his room and began to cry as he knelt at the side of his bed to pray the Holy Rosary in abject darkness except for the glow of a digital clock on the writing desk and the microwave oven. Each of the rooms has a small kitchenette but no oven or stove top, only a sink, microwave, and a small refrigerator.
On the floor against the wall near the kitchenette was Dan’s footlocker from his time in Vietnam. It contained scrapbooks…trophy books of the pictures or news clippings concerning the people he murdered or what he had done was called assassination because he was killing to liberate the American people from the tyranny of this new Kingdom America. Trying to restore the liberty of the people of the United States of America from their lives lived in fear under the thumb of Kingdom America’s despotic King Bush…Pictures using a camera on a timer, where he posed with the unconscious victim. Place on a tripod. He also had videos where he mounted the camera in such a way that the transfer of an unconscious victim, from the back of his van and into an oil drum with holes already in it, was captured by the camera for posterity. The used his shielded metal arc welding machine to seal the top of the oil drum closed.
Dan had rented a garage where he stored his boat and some old cars under the guise of a part-time auto-marine mechanic near Joshua Tree California. Before the Zombie Liberation of the United States of America, Dan drove from Corona, California to his garage in Joshua Tree four days a week to keep the facade that he was running a part-time Auto-Marine shop for special customers on their way to Lake Havasu from Orange or Los Angeles county. People tend to overlook the level of corruption when fascism isn’t the flavor of government most people are familiar with…or desire to tolerate.
Daniel Sanzio wasn’t a part-time auto-marine mechanic at all…Dan Sanzio volunteered for the Civil Guard part-time as soon as the dust settled from King Bush’s coup de tat…before the name changes…King’s Guard…and then Rainbow Coalition. Dan was a Viet Nam vet…a hitman living in Road’s End, Oregon before moving to California trying to leave his old life behind.
At that time when Dan began to collect trophies and sink Lieutenants’ wives…Generals’ wives… Captains’ wives but only officers no enlisted personnel…he kept his foot locker in a weighted water-tight oil drum at the bottom of the Salton Sea. Dan had a small pontoon boat…
There weren’t many people guarding the Salton Sea or keeping track that a Part-Time Coalition volunteer was drowning Rainbow Coalition Officers’ Wives in oil drums in the Salton Sea.
Because of the psychic connection between all the Aztec Ghosts, they knew this…but were still surprised by his spiritual connection and devotion to prayer…even though he was trying to undermine the power and morale of the Civil Guard, it was the idea that Dan was murdering their wives.
Dan was successful…in the end, he was never caught and several of the Coalition Officers in California and Arizona made their funeral arrangements after finding out that their wives had disappeared without leaving any evidence. Many of the officers felt this was the work of the people who gave them their orders. Many felt that the firing squad was coming next despite assurances from their superiors and phone calls or visits from George W lookalikes or the shapeshifting Adrian Woodhouse.
Some of these officers soldiered on and took their secretaries to bed…no longer having to be secretive about their office romance. Some did both but were still found by their secretaries after they heard the brushstroke of their boss trying to paint the wall behind him with his blood and brain…It was very modern art. Ten times out of ten there was a picture of our beloved President George W but the plaque had been changed to read…His Royal Highness King George Walker Bush.
Most people had no clue that President Bush and his family were rescued by the forces of Mictlan and Adrian Woodhouse was planning to replace the President, who everyone loves to clown on, regardless of the rescue…An Attack on America and the President by the Earthly Son of Satan and Rosemary Woodhouse…this is the work of pure evil…leave your political opinions in a ballot box…or the creation of bills and referendums that require signatures until that day when We the People no longer applies to those who guide our Democratic Government…
Maybe one day we can have an Amendment to the U.S. constitution…a prohibition of coup de tats or…
And that’s the nature of the beast…what freedom do you want to give back to the government for their protection…Locke is the key to this argument. John Locke thought the government has certain obligations to its citizens…citizens give up certain rights to the government so that they are taken care of in certain ways and the citizens have the right to overthrow a government if certain needs are not provided by the government. But free elections ensure that the people can make known their needs to the government to avoid the government being overthrown. With votes, peaceful protests, time, and patients many of the people in the US Congress will be out or changing laws…and the President is elected every four years… much of this stuff about a President overthrowing the U.S. government and replacing it was a fascist state is the stuff of fiction…outlandish science fiction with bizarre clones…and time-traveling cannibalistic Aztec Ghosts who pray the Holy Rosary…
Dan knelt at the edge of the bed not thinking about half of the things the author brought up since Dan came to the darkness of his room to pray. He finished with a Prayer to Saint Michael the Archangel…
Saint Cecilia…Pray for us.
Saint Francis de Sales…Pray for us.
Between the mattress and the box spring Dan kept another gun…a Luger P08…he had taken it off a fellow CIA officer’s corpse along with his dog tags so his body could not be identified because of the sensitive nature of the situation…you might be confused why a CIA agent has dog tags if they are supposed to be…Ah, because their disguise was their US Army uniform. They were loyal to the same US Constitution…the same USA but they had another agenda.
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