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PUT TRUMP DOWN

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PUT TRUMP DOWN

If this country goes absolutely crazy and puts Donald Trump in the White house, this is what I think will happen in 2017:

Hatred will rule every action.

Racism will be rampant and violent. African Americans could be shot on sight. (It seems to be happening already.)

Riots will break out in most major US cities.

Martial Law will be declared and The National Guard will be sent to shoot down any dissent by fellow Americans. Once again, Americans will wage war against other Americans. There will be brutal roundups of Mexicans, Syrians, and other foreign-born immigrants. Also, a huge target? The LGBT community.

All of these people could end up in concentration camps without ever being charged with breaking existing law. It’s not like we haven’t done that before.

Women will lose all of their hard won rights and become even more objectified. (Trump is a woman hater.)

Slavery will return to American soil.

If you think any or all of this sounds far-fetched, think again. This country has enough stockpiled tanks for a President Donald Trump to send out and squash any uprising. I would not put it beyond his demented mind to even use nuclear weapons both here and anywhere else he deems a threat to his ego.

The only thing that will stop this man is to vote him down.

It’s up to you and me.

AMERICANS: VOTE TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 8TH. VOTE WISELY

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THIS IS HOW THEY DO IT

THE KILLING VOTE

In This Fast-Paced Political Thriller:

Washington politicians and U.S. healthcare executives are conspiring in a sinister cost-cutting scheme to legalize selective euthanasia for the seriously ill and dying, primarily for the poor and powerless.

If secret legislation can slip through the quagmire of Congress, it will diminish the annual deficit by billions, if not trillions; catapult corporate healthcare profits; and get an unpopular President re-elected.

What the powerbrokers don’t anticipate is an in-your-face, militant seniors advocacy group becoming suspicious and hires an aggressive, semi-retired investigative journalist to expose the behind-the scenes manipulations.

                                                The deadline:  Seven days.

Can Ted Yost stop the power brokers? Or will arson, attempted murder, blackmail, and kidnapping stop him?

                                Some Reviews of THE KILLING VOTE:

Ambition, greed, hypocrisy—and murder. Bette and JJ Lamb have taken the battle over medical care and fashioned a droll, lightning-paced political thriller with more plot twists than Washington has scoundrels. I thought of the great Ross Thomas as I hummed through the pages. Prepare to laugh–and get ripping mad.

David Corbett Writer & Teacher

 “The Killing Vote starts off with a bang, literally, and never lets up. Bette Golden Lamb and J.J. Lamb pull no punches in highlighting behind the scenes politics. Gripping.”

Cara Black Aimée Leduc Series

“…I don’t want to spoil anyone’s enjoyment of the book, so let me say that I locked all the doors and turned on all the lights in the house then stayed up all night reading.

Ana Manwaring Writer & editor

http://www.amazon.com/Killing-Vote-Bette-Golden-Lamb-ebook/dp/B014Z5YMKY/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1441906697&sr=1-1&keywords=the+killing+vote

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PRESIDENTIAL REALITY SHOW

 

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 Presidential Reality Show

Even the smartest among us has been emotionally dragged into this 2016 drama of presidential candidate pimping.

With the social media tweeting-trending-taunting us with a constant flow of tasty and tasteless tidbits, we all sit and wait for the next vacuous item that has little to do with our reality. Even the best of us has started yearning for those sound bites that make our eyes light up. Useless information  is fun. We can’t get enough. We’ve all become addicts–might as well shoot all this trivia right into our veins. Oh, wait! Isn’t that what we’re doing?

Whatever happened to journalism, a profession that generally used to take the high road to enlightenment or at least provide us with real information? Those people used to do their jobs–ask the hard questions and not let politicians get away with not answering. Think of Edward R. Murrow. That’s the journalist that killed McCarthyism. Oh, wait. Who remembers him? Who cares? I’m busy.

What the hell!

What ever happened to the quest for the truth?

While we’ve all been occupied with mindless entertainment, politicians are using our lack of attention to steal our country and everything it once stood for.

Here are things I thought were on the way out, but are back stronger than ever:

Racism. Maybe it’s time to shackle white people so they get a taste of what it’s like to be a slave. Especially now that they are a minority.

Misogyny. Women have had to claw their way up the mountain only to find a horde of men standing in line to shove them back down. Whether it’s their reproductive rights or their right to earn money that matches their talents, these men want women put in their place–at the bottom.

Hunger. We no longer care if people starve, as long as it’s not us.

Children in poverty. Let them fend for themselves.

Veterans. We’re finished with you. Get a peg leg.

Education. The more the people know, the more trouble they are. Cut those funds. We like them dumb and dumber.

Why is all this happening?

We’re too busy getting our daily fix of useless information. Time to shoot up! Don’t bother me–I’m busy with my smart phone, my television, my computer. Way too busy to sock it to the politicians that,  along with their families,  lead a pretty secure and good life contributing absolutely nothing. Remember we pay for them even though they don’t do their jobs. And everyone of them becomes a millionaire while in office.

How can all of this happen?

Because we allow it.

 

 

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In This Fast-Paced Political Thriller:

Washington politicians and U.S. healthcare executives are conspiring in a sinister cost-cutting scheme to legalize selective euthanasia for the seriously ill and dying, primarily for the poor and powerless.

If secret legislation can slip through the quagmire of Congress, it will diminish the annual deficit by billions, if not trillions; catapult corporate healthcare profits; and get an unpopular President re-elected.

What the powerbrokers don’t anticipate is an in-your-face, militant seniors advocacy group becoming suspicious and hires an aggressive, semi-retired investigative journalist to expose the behind-the scenes manipulations.

                                                The deadline:  Seven days.

Can Ted Yost stop the power brokers? Or will arson, attempted murder, blackmail, and kidnapping stop him?

                                Some Reviews of THE KILLING VOTE:

Ambition, greed, hypocrisy—and murder. Bette and JJ Lamb have taken the battle over medical care and fashioned a droll, lightning-paced political thriller with more plot twists than Washington has scoundrels. I thought of the great Ross Thomas as I hummed through the pages. Prepare to laugh–and get ripping mad.

David Corbett Writer & Teacher

 “The Killing Vote starts off with a bang, literally, and never lets up. Bette Golden Lamb and J.J. Lamb pull no punches in highlighting behind the scenes politics. Gripping.”

Cara Black Aimée Leduc Series

“…I don’t want to spoil anyone’s enjoyment of the book, so let me say that I locked all the doors and turned on all the lights in the house then stayed up all night reading.

Ana Manwaring Writer & editor

 

http://www.amazon.com/Killing-Vote-Bette-Golden-Lamb-ebook/dp/B014Z5YMKY/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1441906697&sr=1-1&keywords=the+killing+vote

 

RUN

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Everyone was trapped, one way or another. Trapped on a dying planet.
Was there a time when they didn’t have to live under the massive domes where scrubbed air was piped in and rising temperatures were neutralized? That time, that memory, was a blurry vision, almost gone, like the glaciers and the vast  forests with their oxygen-producing trees.
            Dr. Zoe Hidalga’s thoughts

 

                                               Noncorp Sector
                                               Sanfrancorp
Zoe hid in the shadows of a crumbling building at the edge of Corporit (sic) territory. She strained to make out the disintegrating letters on a rusting sign at her feet. If she was right, she was standing in the remains of a restaurant and bar she and Elliot had been to years ago.

Flattening against the brick wall, she peeked around the corner at the main border crossing from Sanfrancorp into the Noncorp sector.

San Francisco.

Zoe loved the sound of the original name, but the Corporit Wars changed everything.  Countries around the world became subsidiaries of a National Corporit Council. Colorful cities with their exciting historic images were swallowed up, homogenized into ordinary names like Sanfrancorp, Chicagocorp, Newyorcorp, Moscorp, Londoncorp.

She peeked at the border guards again. Even from her hiding place, the sounds of their heavy feet crunching loudly on a spread of glass, jarred her. No one could get near that fence without being seen or heard.

Zoe had gone over this moment time and time again. Could she work up the courage to approach the crossover, stand in the border’s blinding lights, withstand the scrutiny of soldiers with their guns drawn and ready to kill her?

It made her spine tingle.

She reached into her pocket and carefully pulled out two pills. She dry-swallowed the stimulant. That she’d begun to use more and more to get through each day worried her, but she couldn’t take a chance on any sudden weakness.   The medication would help her function better for a few hours.

The sudden blast of a klaxon with its shattering sound waves made her jump. She covered her ears and stared at a huge holographic sign that appeared out of nowhere and hung in the air in a bright flashing red:

WARNING

ENTER THE NONCORP ZONE AT YOUR OWN RISK.

RETURN NOT GUARANTEED
CORPORIT PAPERS MANDATORY
 
Her hands were shaking and she was having difficulty breathing.

What am I doing here?

What did she even know about the Noncorps? The bits and pieces that she’d heard were frightening. One thing she did know: many of her friends forced into that zone were never heard from again.

She turned up the oxygen in her portable tank and took several deep breaths before she could calm down.

Now! She would have to go now or not at all.

She stepped out, heading for the guard at the gate.  Her legs wobbled, her heart lurched in her chest, and she was shaking inside of her insulated Zynec jumpsuit.

The glass under her feet alerted the nearest soldier. He spun around and pointed a gun at her face until her sweaty fingers gave up her Corporit ID card.  His wrist scanner covered the surface of her ident-card as he waited for the information to verify that she was Dr. Zoe Hidalga.

In the distance she could see her goal — the reflected lights of the 24-hour Noncorp medical complex, a half-mile south of Sanfrancorp.

“Are you sure this is what you want to do, Doctor Hida1ga?” The guard pointed vaguely in the distance.  “You may not be granted return privileges.”  When she didn’t respond, he peered at her more closely.  “Is something wrong?”

She shrugged, ignoring both his comment and the blinking red danger globes that marked the boundary between Sanfrancorp and the Noncorp area.

“May I go now?”

The guard handed back her card, switched off the barrier shield, and waved her through, shaking his head. “It’s your funeral, Doctor.”

Hit the nail on the head, soldier.

Today, she would finally face the truth.  Face up to the presence gnawing away at her insides. Killing her as it had Elliot.

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The Organ Harvesters (Assent Publishing)
Winner! The 2014 Stellar Sci-fi Contest For Science Fiction Dystopian Novel.
A damning evaluation of a system that had put technological advancements ahead of human rights, and protection of the environment.
Joe Dacy II (The Kindle Book Review)
In a dystopian world where the corporations have taken over, the Earth’s resources are at the limit of their ability to give, and the people are trapped by a brutal business regime that controls every aspect of their lives.

But a few brave souls find the courage to fight the system, among them, Zoe, a mother whose child is taken from her with she contracts a deadly disease.

The novel is a chilling look at what happens when profit comes before all else, especially when it’s shored up by propaganda and the “efficient” use of power. For fans of dystopian fiction, this one has all the creepy, spine-chilling horror one could want.

I admit I was a bit disappointed by the ending but then I realize that just meant there was room for a sequel.

Note: The Kindle Book Review received a free copy of this book for an independent, fair, and honest review. We are not associated with the author or Amazon

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