Atlanta CPA Presents…Precipice of Power…Chapter 35
Precipice of Power is a call to action. Economically, politically and as a world leader, America stands on the brink. A step towards destruction or a step back to morality hangs in the balance. Precipice of Power is for all good thinking American’s to lead us back to smaller government and democracy and away from runaway deficits and Socialism. For what evil lies within the hearts of man, whose passion is inflamed by the lust for power, must be stopped. Democracy hangs in the balance until good people rise up and defend America from sea to shining sea. We must never back down. We must never be afraid. We must be bold. We must act. Now. Precipice of Power is not a call to violence but the peaceful revolution that our Constitution and democracy allows, granting us the privilege and responsibility to serve, vote and to actively seek positive change. Shirking not from our moral duty, but to do what you can locally, domestically and internationally to help seat America permanently as a beacon of democracy to a world in need. Precipice of Power will be published here in its entirety at http://www.hiscpa.com/blog/
“I can’t believe it. There couldn’t be a better test case. If this wasn’t a nightmare of a battle from the very pit of hell, I’d have to say this was a dream come true. This case will cover most every clause of the First Amendment. Freedom of speech, the press, religion’s free exercise and the right to petition the government all gift wrapped, shipped express and delivery right to our front door,” Supreme Court Justice Dennis Rogers addresses the full court in private session.
But not so private for Big Brother is listening.
“Seems there is a small rural pastor in rural Illinois who did not take too kindly to the Federal Communications Commission denying his license to operate a small A.M. radio station. Seems like the president’s actions didn’t open a can of worms for this pastor, but a can full of snakes. He’s talking up more venom than a copperhead snake,” if the stakes weren’t so high they all would have laughed.
“Seems the pastor made a boat load of money from selling a three generation old family farm on land that is now zoned commercial and he is willing to spend it all to set things right. He retained and teamed up with a local attorney, and they are seeking to maintain their Constitutionally preserved rights. Seems the president’s religious speech put him way out over the ledge. I believe this one will be one the FCC would have preferred to let slip through the cracks. This old pastor will very soon have his due day in court,” Justice Rogers almost chuckled.
Almost. The stakes were too high to be funny.
“Mr. President. Mr. President,” his Senior Adviser Robert Craig rouses him from his sleep. “It’s on. We got them red handed. Despite their debugging efforts we were able to get one of our highest tech listening devices hidden safely away in the inner sanctum of the Supreme Court judges offices. We have it all recorded. You were right. The Supreme Court judges are all in conspiracy. We can have them all arrested today. Just say the word and it’s done. We’ve won.”
“I appreciate your hard work, diligence and results Mr. Craig but it’s not quite time yet to pull their noose tight. Granted we would have them on conspiracy charges with no problem at all, ending each and every one of their very fine careers, But this has become personal.”
“I want so much evidence when they pull their own cord tight, it will hang each and every one of them, with Honorable Chief Justice William J. Banks getting what’s coming his way first.”
Maybe even with my own two hands.
The Bureau chief himself called Gerald Myers, the lead investigator on the case, for a closed door session with just the two of them present. No witnesses. No one else would hear. No one else would know.
Deniable culpability. Two words made popular by a history of presidents past, making their entrance into mainstream thinking of all Americans. What happens behind closed doors can’t be known. And better can’t be proven.
“I think you have figured it out by know, this thing goes all the way to the top,” the Bureau chief began. “We have to keep a lid on this until the president himself is ready to take this thing public. Though the evidence to date is certainly damning. Easily affording us a conviction for all nine of the Supreme Court judges and most likely at least a few Federal District judges. This thing has gotten personal. The president wants for this thing to play itself out. All the way. He wants to bury them so deep, pushing up daisies will be so far out of their reach, they won’t be able to even think about it. Do I make myself clear?”
“Very clear sir. When we are done, sitting on the bench of their jail cell rather than the courts will be the only thing left for them to do. When we are done, we will have them so legally tied up, they’ll be gift wrapped, just like Christmas.”