Act one (of three),; Sometime in the future, in the New World, when all has gone to someone else’s plan, a New World order is discussed in the White House.

Scene one; Oval office, weekly briefing on the state of the nation, all inner circle present to convince the President in implementing and creating a contingency plan.








“Let’s decide what kind of a post war we want.” Donny began

Post war? Is it up to us again? Oh great. Let’s go straight into another war, we’ll cut out the middlemen once and for all this time!”.
“We won the war in two thousand and four” He sang while dancing around the oval office with his shirt pulled up over his eyes, arms flaying out to form wings, ending his display with the sounds of a rocket launcher and the following explosion.

It wasn’t the first time such a display was witnessed, almost anything happened within that office, anything could be said, it was the only place in America where the truth could be heard. Nevertheless no one was ever shocked or really believed in the truth, by disclosing what actually was going on was common practice, by doing so a plausible alternative truth could be constructed to avert the consequence of action.
However the cigars remained on the desk from the Clinton days and still no one ever smoked them, that was the type of Russian roulette that no one wanted to play, etched in everyone’s memory was the thought of where one may have been.


“It’s 2 thousand and three!” an adviser corrected. It was his job to note the date, time and year for the President, so that the wars ran on schedule.

“Three Doesn’t rhyme” The commander and chief shot back showing hurt in response to the correction, “It’ll drag on!” he assured “ look at Afghanistan, that’s still going, lets have another war Rummy what do you say?”

Yeah…OK…” Rummy replied without thinking “ No dam it!… that’s why I’m here, it’s tempting; don’t get me wrong, but we’ve got to do it right this time. No more obvious set ups, the people don’t support us any more, slow it down, we have the next election to think of.

“No more wars?…, Your chicken! The people didn’t support us last time!, we don’t need them! This is a democracy for Christ sakes! Were in control, we don’t need any consumer support for this product, we manage the wars they buy the rewards, they demand, we supply, hell if there was another way no ones telling me!.

“It’s not working”

“It’s got to work”

“Its different now, the war didn’t go as well as we expected, so many dead and no oil”

“ What deaths? Our loses were no more than we lose in car crashes at home for gods sake”

“ Civilian deaths, you know the people we were supposed to be liberating”

“ Ah they had no business being in the line of fire, it was their own fault they can’t hold us responsible, anyhow no one knows how many, we kept the media from reporting on the carnage”

“Even our people know, there was 22 million when we invaded and now there are 19.”

“That’s not too bad, their back to 1990’s population levels, exactly where they were before Saddam started all this, so we can blame all that on evil, his fault!. They will breed up again, are you sure of those figures?”

“It’s in the report, 1 million are accounted for as refuges but that leaves two million unaccounted for, presumed dead. We can’t have another war on top of this fiasco, so forget about moving onto Iran”

“But what if they start it?” The president tempts

“What if who starts it? When has anyone ever started a war with out our help?”

“Hell you mean we shouldn’t start anymore wars either? It will wreak the economy whose going to buy our firepower? What are you stupid?
If no one has war whose going to use the armaments we make? And if the bombs aren’t used whose going to buy more?, do I have to spell out ‘trickle down economics’ to you? Christ man that’s how we became great!.

“Yes I know all that, who do you think told your father?…but it’s not economically viable anymore. It’s all gone wrong, I’ve tried to tell you it’s too expensive and now Iraq won’t pay. We are $179 billion out of pocket already. On just that war, Plus an expected future loss in income of far more, while we supplied armaments it was profitable, but we used them”.

“We were depending on the control of oil to pay for it! How can they refuse to pay for the invasion? Aren’t we in control?

That’s ‘liberation” Sir!” The adviser of ‘terms’ interjected

Rummy continued “Well its because the UN didn’t authorize force in the first place, that’s where we went wrong, therefore they say you can’t charge for the war. The Iraqi’s didn’t attack anyone, like they did in the Gulf days. Remember, Saudi still owes us for desert storm there’ll be in our debt for another forty years but the world sees Iraq as the Victim this time, we can’t send them the bill.”

“What’s the UN got to do with anything, I thought we squashed that Bug, what happened to the United Nations of America idea?.

It’s international law, or something. The government we set up has demanded UN involvement to rebuild the country, they went public, and Jissera is repeating the demand through its networks. We’ve tried to silence our man but it’s no use, once the Iraqi people saw a chance of control of their own oil they say they don’t need us, so why should they pay for our help, its already cost them everything!.

But without our Oil companies they will not be able to rebuild the refinery’s and start production for years, we are offering them a quick fix, privatize the oil industry, we get their economy started, easy! Everyone gains.

We get the oil, the world can see that, all Iraq gets is the royalties. That may work in Angola, the Australians have done it in Timor and it cost us all Bali. The difference here is that the Iraqi’s have the contracts for investment and their own people are skilled enough to get the oil. It’s accessible, they can have contractors in within the month and payment from the UN now, it’s their own money after all, they are not stupid. China’s even offering to set up manufacturing industries, cars for Christ sake, what could be more appropriate? And all were offering is food for oil.


What’s the UN said?

I didn’t catch the last bit I’ve got the notes from the last meeting… here we are…they crap on, you know.. yarder yarder Yarder, multilateral not Unilateral, No UN approval, US still remains bound by international law, our attack was not authorized, our use of Weapons of Mass destruction blah blah civilian casualties, and occupation, no independent Iraqi government, no political infrastructure, no support for a creation of an party in opposition no division of power, government not representational of population etc. etc., in short the world hates us. We lied… they see through it… We are not getting the support, the UN will not allow reimbursement.” Donny threw down the minutes of the UN meeting, it hovered across the coffee table briefly and fell to the floor

What about that English fella and the little Ozzy Guy? Can’t we use them to push the UN.?

What oozy?.

That Little man, he’s was so cute!. I was on the phone to him this morning, what’s his name?, doesn’t matter he’s a British guy anyway, we play the queens music when he comes too!, Tony reckons he’s out of his depth but he does what we tell him, and reads from script” The president smiled

Everyone hates them too sir!

But the oil! We need the oil, hell we won the oil didn’t we?

Well not really, we promised freedom and democracy and delivered western control and a puppet government. In Afghanistan that was OK because we got rid of the Taliban. The people there hated them more than they hate us, and…they had no oil. But in Iraq they hate us more than life itself. We’ve made it kind of miserable for them and then installed some fake who had not been to the country for thirty years.
They had I3 years of Sanctions while we killed more indiscriminately than Saddam and destroyed their country, Sir, everyone knew someone who died they are still finding the dead.

But they were lining the streets and cheering our troops when we advanced!

They are used to a life where you cheer anyone who represents danger, its all the same to them, Saddam us what’s the difference? Cheer and wave or get shot, its not a sign of welcome it’s a sign of surrender!.

Ah Fuck em, get the dam Oil! That’s what we went in for!

I know that should be our right, Sir, but the UN now has the power to send their own people in. They want their people involved in rebuilding Iraq, they have taken up positions with peacekeepers, and we are out numbered, and now those dam peacenics are doing without oil at home in protest!

What the hell?

They’ve got themselves some new-age power now, they have solar panels everywhere, geothermal bore holes planned and generators running on “freedom fries fat”.
The dam the greens are polling better than ever, they say the American people don’t want the spoils of war, that’s what their calling it, bumper stickers with “Blood free petrol, now!” and private bus companies running eco-friendly commuter services running on alcohol fuel made by Jim fucking Beam. People are actually riding Bicycle’s it’s a revolution!

“Isn’t that all illegal?”

“Gas stations are closing. The movie stars are in on it too, they have the money, so they bought electric cars, they ride bikes, it’s cool it’s hip it’s happening, the word is if you drive a dirty car to work you won’t get home!”

But it’s the democratic right of everyone to drive a car!

They say it is democratically responsible to use a clean alternative when they are available. Instead of supporting the bloodthirsty Oil Barons who run the country. That’s the mood of the middle Americans. They’ve all gone hippy.

Daddy will be so Mad!


They’ve marched on the UN all over the world and persuaded them that Iraqi Oil should stay with Iraq, and Iraq intends to sell it all to China and France just about anyone but us… we have no say.

But we protected their freedom.

What about the Kurds?

Well we couldn’t fight against Turkey now could we. They were NATO.

NATO was to guard against Russia, catch up! That’s the point, it’s obvious, we didn’t support the Kurds in 1991 because it would have split the country. Now we can deal with the Turks, it’s all the same to us. Everyone’s saying we deserted a race to the fate of genocide for the oil, the evidence is hard to refute, people are losing faith in our good intentions.

“So? I don’t see your point, we’ve got the oil in the north, that’s a win. Who cares Kurd’s or Turk’s, it’s so not important, the Turks can upset the oil pipeline in their east, what can the Kurds do? lets face it their used to this kind of treatment we’ve done it before. We can work with the Turks they always need weapons, what about the rest?”

“The main bulk of the oil is in the south of the country, we could hold up production there and let Kuwait suck it dry from their side of the fence and get it from them.
We could out bid the competitors, but the price is too high.
So were back to British and Angolan supplies.” Donny summed up

What about the future, we’ve had all that for years, South American cartels are screwing us and were screwing the Angolan’s, the Brits are playing hardball, the greens have bought the access routes to Alaska we can’t get to that yet, we need the Iraqi oil!.
If it’s all I do in office I will secure American prosperity, it’s my daddy’s wish!.

“ In the future We’ll be getting supplies from Australia, the Great Barrier Reef deposits are ours since global warming took care of the reefs. That will kick in, in two years. But for the moment we have Saudi and the Caspian reserves under control. Demand still outstrips supply though, because we still can’t make a start on the Afghan pipeline”

“Why the hell not?”

“Were in enough trouble as it is, they will see that our War on Terror was all part of the oil plan as well if we start construction now”.

Bloody ingrates dam their eyes.’ The President sat on the edge of the Desk, looking worn by the news

The whole worlds gone boycott crazy, Sir, aside from the ongoing anti war demo’s in San Francisco, the city has closed twice a month since March.” Interrupted the normally reserved domestic economist
“ The world wide Boycotts are mainly on us, exports are returning to port and public reaction over world condemnation means that there are few imported products on the market which we have not boycotted ourselves over the last 6 months. Were in an economic slump.” finished the normally quite adviser on the economy who had his own money in diamonds, which were being cut in Israel as he spoke.

Shit! God dam media! it’s their fault pouring all that wine down the gutters. OK we can’t fight them, like this, if the economy is suffering, we can’t afford to. But it’ll be fun though, squash the hairy gits with tanks smash their skulls with rifle butts, drop a few cluster bombs on San Francisco, we can take care of our own, remember Waco?.

Calm down your not in a foreign country now, these are Americans, they Vote and they won’t vote for you unless you give a little.” Interrupted Donny


“Sir… they are refusing to pay Tax, they are refusing to buy, the economy is at rock bottom, a lot of our wealthy people saw this coming and sold out, investing off shore, they won’t hold their money in the US until we prove the war was not about Oil.” Finished the economist. Although he was unsure how much of the information was understood. He had long since dropped the technical from his updates, they were too often interrupted by the president’s questions and then he would notice a glazed expression appear on his employer’s face as he explained. He would write up a weekly report on the state of the economy and then prepare a child edition for the president’s eyes-only. Quietly, in the belief that even that was not read.
On one occasion he put down that mice held control of the largest corporate take over in the union, resulting in a multinational called ‘Swiss Cheese’, but the comment was not queried.

“But it was!” Continued the President “ It was all about Oil, the French didn’t want war because they already had the contract. The UN didn’t want war because Russia Germany and Belgium would get their piece of the pie those bastereds bought votes dam it!. The bloody Turks are taking their share, what do they think America what’s? We are the richest nation and most oil dependent on earth! What do you think we should do Calista? Miss Rice!” The president raised his voice calling to miss rice who sat in her yellow satin chair at the far side of the couch where the men were grouped together, it matched and complimented her attire.

“Do you think my dress is pretty?” Calista looked up at the sound of her name and spoke her mind

Very nice…how do we win back the support of the world?

“Do you think if I wear something more revealing my popularity rating will go up?” She looked hopful.

“Dam, I knew you were never going to be anglo enough! What about You Colon?”

“I’m optimistic that current attitudes will soften as peace in the Middle East intensifies and democracy takes hold. We are still the greatest nation on earth. Our economy is strong and vibrant, we will triumph in the face of these obstacles, the tough times will make us stronger.”

The President watched in silence as Colon rose to his feet, his arms outstretched and the palms of his hands clenched into fists, his face reflecting sincerity and calm. The tenor of his voice now in a controlled rise in volume as he grew to full height and his pitch changed to an assured and noble eloquence.

“ Did we react like scared fools when we were attacked? Are the people of Kuwait free under democratically elected government now because we defended them?
Americans are confused, bitter and shaken, we have lost our sons in battle and the world has condemned our actions…”

The president interrupted, “Get your hand off it! I make the speeches around here”
“But very Well said!, complete bullshit of corse, but very convincing, you could go right to the top with that kind of attitude” complimented the President aware that nothing had been said of benefit to the tabled discussion.

Colon sat back down, he was used to being disregarded, he knew his place. Being black and insisting that his first name be pronounced like a part of the bowel had its compensations, a lifetime of taunts had prepared him well, he had the guts his full name implied and he could fight just as dirty.
‘Colon Bowel talks shit’, was the constant tease all through school, and later in the forces, his contemporaries did not hold back, his butt was their joke. He would show them! He had it on record that he had never supported the war, that was his ace up the sleeve come the day of regime change, one more term of putting up with this white shit, then the liberatin begins!

“We were the greatest nation on earth!, but not without the world economy, we need investment and we need the poor country’s to pay back the loans we gave them. That’s the first step we’ve got the reserves to buy our way out of immediate shortages, but unless we get some kind of alternative core business going were not going to win this one. Armaments are exhausted, oil is for domestic consumption we have nothing the world can’t do with out and that’s the problem.” The senior adviser of ‘Aid & loans’ pointed out realizing the meeting would turn into another mutual appreciation gathering unless he could inject some reality into the proceedings.

“OK… but I don’t believe you!. America is still great, but let’s talk peace. What is it exactly? The president asked eager to learn the meaning of the new concept


The group of men huddled trying to visualize a world at peace, each trying to remember when it had last occurred. Calista remained in her chair trying to protect her twin set from forming a crease.

“Now remember…” began the advisor of dates “the gulf war never ended…in 1991 we had a cease fire then maintained bombing right up to the 2003 invasion, so from 1990 through to Afghanistan, and that’s still on!… and into Iraq up to now. That’s 13 years of war with the Balkans, Somalia and the Philippines in the middle.” The date adviser continued hardly pausing for breath, working backward in time to establish the exact moment of peace “ The eighties were taken up with training guerrilla forces to keep Russia occupied in Afghanistan our military were involved there and equipping, training and encouraging Saddam Hussein troops to fight Iran.

“ So we are talking about a Post Vietnam kind of peace. Early 70’s to the late seventies remember that? That’s what we want! “ Interjected Donny

The gathered men began to concentrate their minds on the time frame, talking loudly and fast as the conflicts of the decade were indicated by country, some incorrectly. Annoying the adviser of dates who made faces to the adviser of geography to indicate that he was also aware of the mistake’s made.

“Didn’t we have Grenada… when was Panama?” They all spoke at once …What about the Brits in Scotland?…Grenada oh be serious! That wasn’t a war… the Falklands wasn’t in Scotland!… Where was it?…Cambodia….Cambodia that’s in Indonesia now!…Laos, I mean, no that was during Narm…

When there was peace? I know that one… no don’t tell me I’ll get it…it’s a trivial pursuit question…after Libya? The President guessed

Libya who said that! We’ve got to distinguish between military conflict and drive past shootings!

“Then peace must have been after Iran”.

Don’t talk daft that was in the eighties, no one was killed by US forces in Iran, except the US forces in Iran, and they were killed by each other.

“What about the airliner, the one we blew out of the sky?” Interjected the president

“They were only civilians, navy against an airliner, it wasn’t uniformed deaths of combatants so it doesn’t count”

“This was all in the eighties” corrected the dates adviser hoping that the Two would refocus on the decade of the 70’s.

“It was Navy against Civilians? We should have more wars like that!”

“We do, but we got away with that one… from memory we said it was a propaganda stunt by the Iranians. They loaded a passenger jet with dead naked people and guided it by remote control into warship air space so that it would be shot out of the sky over the Red Sea.”

“No wonder it’s called the Red Sea” Calista interrupted the men became silent “all that blood, I couldn’t wear white, imagine the flies on the beach euw. That’s a terrible thing to do, loading a plane with dead bodies, did they really do that!

“No. We shot them out of the sky” Rummy replied astounded that the woman appeared so intelligent in front of a camera.

“Oh that’s all right then, It upset me to think that a Muslim regime would prevent their families from having a proper funeral just so they could use the bodies from the morgue to make us look bad …
I look so nice in black, I have a lace top, its sheer, and a bodice underneath. Then a long skirt with a split up to here” She pointed which attracted the men’s attention “ and I have this hat to set the whole outfit off; it’s divine, but it’s such a shame that I don’t have the excuse to use it more often.”

“But did western people believe that it was the Iranians trying to make us look bad for killing civilians?” Asked the adviser for Media relations turning to Rummy trying to exclude Calista

Rule one. Dickhead… America doesn’t target or kill civilians, if we repeat that often enough Ma and Pa kettle don’t question.
Hell we don’t even acknowledge they are really dead, it’s usually worth the price anyway.” He added for the amusement of the president who was quick to respond, playing the other partner in a dead pan comedy team

“And what’s the going rate?” The President asked who enjoyed the familiar joke

“About 8 pints of blood a barrel, Boom Boom” Rummy replied smiling without enthusiasm, the smile was for the president who’s reaction was always the same. It was an old joke, well-worn and long empty of its last laugh. However it gave the men a chance to think while their president slapped his thigh and repeated the punch line

“That, reminds me about the strikes on the Markets in Baghdad, did they believe it was Iraqi miss-fired missiles?” Asked the Media adviser.

“Yes Sir, I think so, and the other collateral damage was blamed on Shiite attacks by the republican guard it all went down well, we covered at least a hundred thousand deaths.”

“So this peace thing. When did it happen again?” Asked the President

“Its a real new thing for us, sir, it happens between wars kind of like democracy happens during Presidential campaigns… but it’s what the people want so we’ll have to go with it, for a while, I know it makes no sense but they believe it can happen. Lets face it they still believe in democracy so we can play along.
Were still not too sure how to plan for it though. I think a preemptive strike is the best plan we can come up with, we go first, offer renewable fuel technology to deal with Korea in return for a Nuke or two.

Don’t we have the Oil? That’s what they want.

“Nope, We can get it off the UN later on they’ve got heaps. We’ll have to do everything through the UN now for a while. But if we give the Korean’s solar power and wind farms, they will not need the oil…not so much anyway… We can offer them support to get it out of the UN eventually, but if we promote the clean fuels and they bight, we’ll please the greens and still look good saving the world from a nuclear threat.

“Theirs a core business there Mr. President we’ve been sitting on alternative renewable fuel technology for years. In the last ten years what is already public knowledge could wean us off the addiction to oil, we could market renewable energies, and get it in production all over the world. It would pay back those Iraqi’s for their treachery, wipe out the value of oil completely and America would be seen as clean, green and mean.” The economist wasted his inner resources while he expelled the air.


“That’s a good plan! Lull them into a false sense of peace and then bomb the crap out of them. We could drop the big one and say it was a miss fire!…” The presidents eyes widened “ we could say they fired an attack at us and the Bomb went off on their own ground, Rupert will print that! We can spin it, and kill em all!… I want to drop the big one! We could drop one on Iran before Korea and blame it all on Kim… Kim that’s a girls name” he giggled. The President jumped up and down realizing that he had had an idea all by himself and looked for approval

“Now then don’t forgot that the War on Terror is still on,” The junior adviser continued addressing the Adults in the room “ that means we’ve got two wars raging right now … so that’s two we have to bring to a close before there’s peace. I think we’re all in agreement that wars have to stop before peace is declared.

There was a shared general agreement amongst the men present

“We’ve set up talks with Laden and we are pulling our forces out of the gulf, Laden will compromise with the UN.

“Were negotiating with a Terrorist?” Asked the President

‘We’ve been through all this before, Sir, Laden is supported by the entire East, he rallied his followers to attack our Arabic allies, they were force by their own people to turn against us, he has them ‘on side’ and we have not. Don’t believe your own propaganda! For god’s sake, he would have handled Hussein years ago if we hadn’t stopped him, everyone knows he offered to. We’ve been telling the world he’s friendly with Saddams lot when he never was, all he wanted was Arab control for Arabs, no westerners and no Russians. He’s held that one line through all his operational life, you know where you are with him and he has never broken his word.
Laden has the ear of the world and our balls in his teeth, what do you want him to do?
China hates us, Russia hates us and were broke, we can only negotiate now, so don’t screw it up! Please… it’s taken us a great deal of time to get Laden to stop his attacks, we don’t know how long he will hold off. His people have been working solidly to point out that he had no choice for his actions, he has consistently said he would protect Arab freedoms and has, we gave him no choice!.”

“He could have surrendered”

“We would have silenced him.”

“He killed 3000 innocent Americans”

“He attacked military targets they were collateral damage!”

“It was an office building, they were office workers! Good people innocent hard working Americans”

“It was clearly the center of American business, the nerve centre of the economy, he knew what he was doing! He fried the economy.
So what your telling me the pentagon wasn’t a military target as well?… Grow up! That was just our spin, we knew the consequences of our involvement in the Middle East we knew it would be rough, don’t believe the hype!.
Mr. president it’s time to realize that we have to work through this, it hasn’t gone to plan but we tried, you will have to face the American people and salvage what’s left”

“We avenged the deaths of our people, I am proud of that, they murdered 3000, they had to pay”

“We killed 3million innocent Muslims, people who had no government to support them and no involvement with terrorists, our loses voted, they had no one to help, hinder or blame except us.”

“I’ll button my lip… God will save us though he’ll come… then they will reap the rewards of their crimes!” The president spoke without assurance

“OK but it’s not the wars that are the whole problem, sir, well not entirely, the American people are rioting about the gross unfairness of our social justice the American way of life, global warming and pollution come second and third, and. Well quite frankly, Sir, it stinks.
We thought it was coming from the great unwashed, but it’s coming from the gap between rich and poor, black and white. We thought the war would bring people together for one cause. But it was too fanciful, exporting democracy and fairness overseas when we haven’t got it right at home… it’s whole new world out there! They have become aware that our economic growth over the past century is to blame, they are demanding a policy change. They want alternatives to fossil fuel they demand Kyoto. In short they want alternatives, the constant growth and drive for wealth isn’t benefiting them, what’s the use of promising jobs when the pay rates are so bad they can’t afford to live?.
What the war has done is focus on the fact that our administration wages war against the world over the collateral deaths of three thousand rich people when the poor die because of poverty. It has bought them together and it has made them think and question and disbelieve our publicity, we can’t get their support back by force.

“Hell, whose side are you on boy?”

“ I’m in politics I’m not on anyone’s side. There is the home crises a world crises a poverty crises, a pollution crises, and its now unquestionably all an American problem, rising seas, melting polar caps, floods, Famine and of corse the annual summer fires and our intelligence network has suggested there is a link.” Donny finished

“To bin Laden?, and your negotiating with him!.

“No you Idiot, to burning fossil fuel…Global warming… Jesus! How did you become president?” Donny spat, finally losing his patience

“Is he here? Daddy said Jesus would come and relieve me of my burden. I just knew he’d come back! Where is he Donny? The president spun around on his heals eyes wide in anticipation no longer able to concentrate on the matters at hand.


This was as far as the briefing got, the advisers began to leave the room embarrassed that they had to serve a man with the intelligence and maturity of a child. He had always been unbalanced and unworthy of his inherited position but while in control of his emotional state he was able to fool most people some of the time.
In these daily chats with the president it had become common that his attention span was easily and quickly interrupted, by his own boyish excitement and this time the thought of a personal audience with the Second Coming had drawn his full attention. He had always been sure that his Presidency would be yielded only to God.
After the strain of battles and the empty victory, the once noble nation and its leader were now ostracized by the world. Unstable and friendless their only way forward was uncharted peaceful negotiation through a third party, the UN.
In most eyes Americans had played themselves, through wars. They had practiced first upon their own indigenous population, and then waged wars on their immediate neighbors, once proficient at doing harm, they had transferred that skill to the imported races, always attacking. Until they had assumed such a superiority status in their own isolated minds and land. It eventually became necessary, to prove to the world that god on earth existed and he was to be known as Emperor. Surrounded by the neo- Romanesque architecture reminding all of ancient Rome. The super power had planned and attempted a joint economic and military campaign for world domination and the world responded multilaterally.
With the words

If it is roman, render it unto Rome, most of that is in ruins I think your find you’ll fit in nicely, come back when you want to join the world, were save you a peace.








Wake up you were dreaming!, thankyou for your time