At her birth, her father yelled out that she would be a great leader. So, he named her Olori. She graduated egregia cum laude from Delaware Institute of Technology (DIT). Now, she sat on boards of hospitals, banks, and organizations that espoused the wonders of capitalism. She stood as the CEO of the fifth largest oil company in the world, Ready Rock, Inc. When approached to approve of a new advertisement, Olori leapt at the chance to see this thing in reality.
How the American people chose for the age to drink and use narcotics to be 18, allowed teenagers all-over to rejoice, even if they had started drinking and using narcotics at 15. The idea of liquor and narcotics businesses and food establishments offering alcoholic beverages and hallucinogenic drugs to those youngsters pushed the minds of the populace. What the American people (those who didn’t vote for it, anyway) didn’t understand was the choice to have teens be elected President of the United States at the tender age of 18, too. This caused many a rift amongst the top brass, needless to say. Especially the Secretary of Defense. The 39th person to serve this position, he was a four star general in the Marines and served as its third black Commandant for five years. General Trembly “Get-go” Nunn earned his callsign because he’d volunteer for anything even at the beginning of his career in the Marines as a second lieutenant. This same spirit carried over into the White House administration.
The latest liar to strut and fret his hour upon the stage is Claas Relotius. Joining the ranks of disgraced former journalists like Janet Cooke, Stephen Glass, and Jayson Blair, Relotius has achieved the ultimate in fallacies and falsehoods. But why? Why don’t these men and women choose to instead go the fiction route rather than to risk (and fail) at the task of preserving the truth? At a time when TIME magazine has named journalists as the Persons of the Year for 2018, it is somewhat ironic that the news media now cover a non-journalist.
Julio Hearth, hazelnut-skinned, ventured upward to the 62nd floor in a skyscraper in Wilmington, Delaware, where he joined with his partners at Fennel, Tyre, and Hearth. Their ages ranged from 58, 46, and 31, respectively. Fennel’s skin color was that of an almond and Tyre’s peanut.
Four men and two women stood as the former presidents of the United States of America. They convened on Rehoboth Beach, Delaware during the off-season in late October. There was a chill that hung in the air but some folks still splashed in the ocean at 60 degrees Fahrenheit. Madam President Fredricka Cove arrived first. Soon followed Madam President Juanita Coogler, and Misters Jackson Harper, Damian Daimler, Tanner Cannon, and Sam Lionguard.
Retired Marine Colonel Sebastian “Bastion” Hills stood on the tarmac in Dover Air Force Base in Dover, Delaware. The gleaming aircraft possessed wings that jutted out like fingers. The fuselage was an electronic cigarette and the nose looked normal. No drop nose here. It was unlike any previous supersonic jet or any conventional airplane ever. This day marked the first launch.