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“There was a fifty million dollar bounty on him.”

Most of the attendees, including Peter’s whole family, turned to look at the person who had just spoken. Patricia and Donald couldn’t believe their ears. George sat there open mouthed.

“I knew there was a bounty on him, but I didn’t know it was that high,” Rebecca said complacently.

Incredulous, Patricia and Donald stared at her. It was Donald who finally asked the obvious question. “Are we talking about Pete?”

“I wish you would call him, Peter. He preferred to be called Peter, not Pete.”

“Dad hated being called Petey since it was too juvenile. He thought that Pete was too friendly. He always said that Peter was the name on the his birth certificate.”

“You’re changing the subject. Who would put a bounty on Pete?”

“Call him Peter!”

“Okay, Peter. Who would put a bounty on Peter?”

“The government.”

“You don’t get a bounty put on you by running an Internet order shop.”

The social order of the country was breaking down at an incredible rate. There were protests on a daily basis, but they were only the most obvious manifestations of the fracturing social structure. There was a subtle fracture developing in the work place, namely a growing animosity between employees and executives within corporations. The executives continued making their imperial decisions fully expecting that those who worked for them would implement them without question. Employees, both salaried and hourly, were very aware of the negative impact that many of those decisions would have on the public. After all, they were members of the struggling masses as well as employees. They didn’t make the millions a year that protected them from the negatives of their decisions.

Some of the decisions, such as changing the packaging of a product, were arbitrary and nonsensical. Suddenly, a well recognizable product faded into obscurity because people had to search for it on the shelves. That particular orange colored package with the iconic image on the front with the product name spelled out in a classic font was replaced by a different color, new image, and a funky font that only buried the product amongst the competitors. Well trusted and highly recognizable brands lost their market standing. It might sound stupid, but it did hurt when someone mentioned that they thought the product on which one worked had disappeared from the market because they hadn’t seen it anywhere lately.

The products that once made companies household names were relegated to the bottom shelves in order to promote ‘alternatives.’ These new products weren’t attracting new business. They were cannibalizing sales of the existing products. With the drop in sales of the old classics, those who were associated with the product were criticized for the falling revenue. Clearly, lowered sales weren’t the result of executive decisions. No, the executives making the decisions were quite firm on that.

Under threats of losing their jobs, employees grudgingly implemented the decisions knowing that what they were doing was hurting the company, or antagonizing the public. It was increasingly difficult to take pride in their work and in the company. The quality of work decreased with each major negative and arbitrary decision passed down from above. The criticism by executives became ever more vocal.

It was a stupid issue that came down from above that became the straw that broke the camel’s back. A number of executives in a food company decided that an old staple product needed a flavor face-lift. The over spiced result was inedible. No one who tasted it could stand to take more than one bite – the garlic was overpowering, the pepper brought tears to the eyes, and the salt threatened to close the throat. It was not an accident. The team that was charged with improving the flavor of the original recipe had done it intentionally as a protest about changing ‘The Product’ upon which the company was founded.

Tongue in cheek, the head of the team had described the flavor as memorable when presenting it to the executives. Without even bothering to taste the samples that had been brought along, an executive decision was made to replace the original flavor with the ‘new and improved’ flavor. The team was shocked and protested that they hadn’t even tasted it before coming to a decision. They questioned the wisdom of the decision. Shock turned to disgust when an executive replied that he wouldn’t eat the ‘shit’ the company made for love nor money.

Everyone called upon to join the project protested the decision. All it took was one taste of the new recipe, to convince anyone not to support the adoption of the vile stuff. The louder the employees protested the decision the more the executives dug in. It was not a rational reaction on the part of the executives. One would think that they would listen to a ground swell of resistance to an idea, but they viewed any disagreement as disrespect.

Then the firings began. At the slightest hint of disagreement with the decision, people were kicked to the curb. It started with the upper levels of salaried management employees and trickled down to the hourly employees. With each firing, confidence in the executive staff took another hit. It became accepted among the employees that the company was doomed. It would not survive the introduction of the ‘new and improved’ flavor.

One Thursday, there was a top-level meeting of directors to discuss how to market the new flavor. The meeting devolved into a discussion of how to prevent the introduction of the new flavor rather than how to market it. Could they alter the recipe to salvage something? It was pointed out that the spices had been purchased. That was not seen as too great of an obstacle since other products used those same ingredients. The meeting lasted for hours without a final resolution.

The following day, one of the vice presidents learned about what had been discussed in the meeting. He became furious. He personally went to every director who had been at the meeting and fired the individual in an extremely visible and insulting manner. Managers, observing what could only be described as a temper tantrum by the vice president, looked at each other wondering who would be next.

A salaried employee is considered management, although it is more accurate to say that a salaried employee holds an executive, administrative, or professional position within a company.

There are sufficient differences in the three kinds of salaried positions that it is worth a slight digression to examine them.

Executives have a contract with specified compensation that includes a base salary, stock options, bonus plans, and additional benefits such as company cars and country club memberships. It’s important to distinguish between an owner and a corporate executive. An owner has a lifetime stake in the health of a company. Generally speaking, a corporate executive doesn’t have a real investment (although they may have some stock or stock options) in the corporation, and may even have a ‘golden parachute’ that assures them of significant money, even if fired for incompetence.

Administrators often have supervisory responsibilities, although that is not strictly true. In many corporations, personal assistants and executive secretaries are deemed as holding administrative positions. In terms of corporate power, executives make the decision and it is up to the administrators to make sure that the decisions are implemented.

Professional employees bring an area of expertise, such as engineering, legal, and accounting, to the corporation. It would be unfair to administrators to say that the professionals are the worker bees of the salaried workers, but to a certain degree that is the case. Professionals tend to have a self-imposed work ethic appropriate for the profession.

So ... administrative and professional employees are treated more like hourly employees, except they are paid a fixed amount per year regardless of how many hours they work. They may labor more than forty hours a week, but they are not paid overtime. While they might not clock in and out of the job, there are expectations of maintaining regular work hours. There’s no union to look out for them, and to organize them in unified action. This isolates each employee and makes them more vulnerable than a union employee.

Monday morning the employees struck back in a desperate attempt to save the company. Union and hourly employees had a long history of going on strike. Everyone knew that employees holding administrative and professional positions within a company didn’t go on strike ... but they did, that day. In fact, only five percent of the employees working in that division of the company showed up to work that morning. A walk through the buildings was disturbing. The floors of the buildings which home to accounting, human resources, product development, and purchasing departments were barren of people, except for an individual here and there. Lunch came and the building emptied out completely.

The significance of administrative and professional employees walking off the job can not be understated. Engineers, accountants, and lawyers do not walk off the job. Bosses do not walk off the job; after all, they are the bosses. The fact that they did echoed around the country like “the shot heard ‘round the world.” An unstated ‘gentleman’s agreement’ which, for nearly a century, had the strength of law within the corporate world was shattered.

For decades, corporations had been taking advantage of the white collar employees. Under staffing projects so that people had to work overtime to complete them on time was so common that it had the nickname, ‘right sizing.’ It was seen as a way of saving money. People had been forced into working conditions where life was spent in small cubicles. Without representation of a union, salaried workers received minimal raises for decades, slowly losing in terms of standard of living. Sixty years ago a single worker could support a family, it now took two wage earners to have that same standard of living.

The corporate world was ripped apart as employees all over the country walked off their jobs in protests. Executives called upon politicians to pass laws forcing people back to work. Laws were passed, but they weren’t enforceable. Soldiers couldn’t go door to door collecting workers to haul them off to work and then stand over them to force them to work.

The Time of Riots was beginning to reach a crescendo; but, there was one more poke of the stick into the angry hornets nest that was yet to come.

Peter sat in front of two computer monitors. The larger one was displaying the image from an online role playing game. He was one of a number of people on a ‘quest’ to slay some monster or another. In terms of game play, the team wasn’t making much progress. They weren’t even talking that much, just tossing a cryptic remark out from time to time.

The game world was actually one of the safer places to communicate a conspiracy. For one, the language used in playing the game was automatically of a plotting and/or violent nature. In online worlds, there were often tens of thousands of little quests involving teams of anywhere between one and a hundred people. It becomes impossible to distinguish real conversation from game conversation.

Actions taken in the game world had no consequence in the real world. It was the monitor of the second computer which was displaying the desktop of a remote machine where the actual quest to slay a monster was taking place. They were just using the game world to coordinate the real world attack.

He typed the command that threw the targeted routers and switches into maintenance states where they started attempting to install a firmware update that was guaranteed to fail. Once the command had been sent out, he went back to the game world and announced, “The enemy reserves are cut off. It’s time to sack the citadels.”

Around the globe, fingers started flying across keyboards sending commands to some of the most protected and secure machines in the world. While everyone might believe that the military has the most secure machines in the world, they don’t. The most secure computers are those that belong to banks and financial organizations. People worry about their money far more than they worry about national security. Governments might fall, but the banks will continue and, as far as the money people were concerned, it was the money that was important.

There was another player: the Dragon Families. In this attack, they had a particular ax to grind against the American financial industry. The secretive Dragon Families claimed that close to $1 trillion was stolen by, among others, UN Secretary General Ban Ki Moon and the UN, former Italian Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi and the Italian government, Giancarlo Bruno and the Davos World Economic forum and many of the owners of the U.S. Federal Reserve Board. The claim originated between 1927 and 1938 when, under arrangements made between Finance Minister of China and the US Secretary of the Treasury, the United States Government purchased 50 million ounces of silver and leased vast amounts of gold from the Nationalist Chinese Government using bonds. Many of the bonds seized were backed with the Chinese gold taken by the Federal Reserve Board during those years and never returned to its legal owners. These families wanted their money back. Now!

After decades of attempting to recover their money, the Dragon Families went after international banks which had been part of what they felt was the theft of their money. What the banking world didn’t know was that the families had been training people and getting them into the banks and companies that wrote software for banks for over sixteen years. Their people held the keys to the ‘data vaults’. They were going to expose everything the banks had done to steal their money to the world.

There was no attempt at finesse in this attack. This was a raw exercise of power, to take control of a world of data away from the legal owner. Every known exploit was attempted, including the back doors that the government had imposed on computer operating systems. The sad fact was that software had become intentionally insecure as a result of government surveillance efforts.

The companies didn’t stand a chance against such a concerted attack. Computers holding financial transaction data from banks, investment firms, and stock exchanges were defenseless. The attackers dropped little programs on the machines so that they became part of an ad hoc network. They triggered file backup programs, redirecting the data to machines under control of the hackers.

From his desk inside the Federal Reserve Bank Headquarters, Bora Polat watched the data within the highly secured systems stream out over the high speed lines he had recently installed to facilitate sharing of data among the various branches of the Federal Reserve system. He was keeping a promise he had made to his grandfather to return the world to a ‘real’ currency. His grandfather believed that currencies which are only backed by the word of a government were worthless. He was affronted by the fact that the US Dollar was such a currency, and was the currency of international trade.

The Federal Reserve was about to get an audit performed through the ass by a horde of berserk ax wielding vikings intent on doing the most damage possible. Bora sat back, took a sip of his spiced tea, and smiled while watching one of the world’s most powerful financial institution fall. He had seen enough to know that the world of finance was about to undergo a radical change.

For more than eight hours, data flew out of banks, investment firms, and government departments. The banking industry wasn’t processing a single transaction. Not a dime was taken from the banks, only records. Yet the records that were taken would destroy the financial industry even worse than outright robbery. At a minimum, tens of thousands of people would end up in prison (or worse).

While most of the hackers involved were dealing with financial records, Peter and the crew rescued from the Supermax facility were battling law enforcement. They were hitting law enforcement with DOS (denial of service) attacks of unprecedented scale from millions of machines scattered around the world. Occasionally they would slip in a virus that would start taking machines down. Peter used the buffer overflow vulnerability of the network time daemon to shut down machines. DNS entries were corrupted. Viruses, worms, and Trojan horses were dropped onto machines. Probes made by security professionals were directed into honeypots where they could discover nothing.

Now that the ‘civilian’ world had learned how to understand data better, the data that was being stolen was getting posted on the Internet with front-ends that allowed one to visualize the data in multiple ways. The hacker elites, consistent with their right to privacy beliefs, made sure that the data was sanitized before being posted. Actual account numbers and the names of individuals were scrubbed from the data. That did no-thing to hide the kinds of back-end activities that were going on with money put into those accounts.

A third grader could look at the data and see that something was wrong. Why was the stock market rising by 12%, yet retirement accounts invested in the stock market were only rising at 2%? Where was that missing 10%? How was it that certain financial institutions were earning 24% returns on stock investments? Wasn’t it odd that it was the financial institutions handling poor performing retirement funds, who were earning significant returns on its investments?

Names of traders along with the trades they made were published. Pointing fingers directly at guilty individuals, the bonuses received by them were published as well. It was obvious that fraud involving billions of dollars was taking place at the expense of honest hardworking Americans who had only one potential source of retirement income beyond social security available to them. The scale of theft was unimaginable. The companies were working for the bottom line of the company, not for the people whose money they were supposed to be managing.

All of that paled in comparison to the impact of the data from the Federal Reserve Bank. An institution that had gone for a hundred years without an audit, suddenly had its books exposed to thousands of conspiracy theorists. Excited that their access to the data would allow them to prove their conspiracy theories people descended upon the data by the thousands. How was it that a trillion dollars disappeared during the last economic crisis? Oh wait! It didn’t disappear, it went to banks all around the world – all they had to do was ask for some of it and they got it. The reason? No record of that. How about the money that disappeared during the crisis before that? The same banks received gifts? How odd.

A private (or is that semi-private) institution is put in charge of printing currency for one of the largest governments in the world. Did anyone really think that it would print only what was requested without printing off a few bucks for itself? Let’s also put it in charge of the economy itself. Sure, it wasn’t going to manipulate the economy for its own profit. No, never. Let’s hire executives from the financial institutions which dealt the most with it to run it. Of course, they wouldn’t engage in a little scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours. Never. It wouldn’t occur to them.

The conspiracy theorists were wrong. They didn’t think big or grand enough to even scratch the surface of what was really happening. They were proclaiming the subject had pneumonia, when it actually had lung cancer.

The reaction to the data dump was predictable. The press and government focused on that fact that the data was released through an illegal act and that it was important to hunt down the criminals. They didn’t care that the data showed criminality on a scale that was impossible a hundred years ago. Theft of assets of several billion people was something that shouldn’t have been ignored, but that crime took second place in significance to the crime of releasing the data.

Of course, the people who had their assets stolen from them tended to view things with a very different set of priorities. Millions of people who were putting away money for their retirement were incensed that it was being stolen from them, that their investments were being manipulated, and that no one in power was all that concerned about it. People worked for forty years to set aside enough assets to retire for thirty only to find that ten percent of what they were investing was being stolen up front and that they were losing a lifetime of return on that stolen money.

There were riots in the streets.

It was election year and things initially progressed as one might predict. Candidates for the two parties were trotted out, primary elections took place, and the field of candidates was winnowed down to one candidate for each party. Well, there were a couple of independents in the race, but no one in the press covered them. After all, independent candidates weren’t real candidates and voting for them was the same as throwing your vote away.

It was after the primaries that the party candidates discovered a major flaw in their thinking for the three of the ‘battleground’ states who had changed their voting procedures. Each candidate in the primary had selected their delegates who went through the process of getting on the ballot as electoral candidates. So there was Ohio with eighteen electoral votes with seven candidates who had been running in the primary. The fact that the presidential candidate withdrew didn’t mean the candidate electors were taken off the ballot. The result – there were 128 names on the ballots representing the two parties.

There were also another 26 names for electors who had declared for issues rather than people. There was the candidate elector for prosecuting investment fraud and the candidate elector for corporate reform and the candidate elector for ... well ... there was basically a candidate for just about everything that mattered to voters. These candidates had slipped into the process as a result of the self-organized citizen action committees that often had millions of members.

Another flaw in the revised election process became immediately obvious. Election machines weren’t capable of handling a ballot with 154 names for 18 positions along with all of the other races that were taking place. Ooops. That was going to be an issue.

Some bright strategist for one of the parties came to another realization that compounded the problem from a party perspective – people were voting for the elector, not the candidate. This meant that an individual who didn’t make it through the primary could still get votes in the real election. How? Voters could vote for the electors who were registered for the election, but had declared for a candidate who had lost the primary. Oh no! Everyone knows that voters are idiots and they have to be prevented from ruining party politics.

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Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...

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When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

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“Peter’s greatest civic accomplishment was helping to establish Galileo Industries as an employee owned business. In doing so, he saved the entire community.” The minister looked a little puzzled when there were a few chuckles in response to that. There was nothing funny about what Peter had done. Patricia and Charles, unable to help themselves, turned to look at the people sitting behind them. It was odd, but there was a look of amusement on the faces. What was so amusing about saving an...

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The funeral director entered the room after softly knocking on the door. He carefully closed the door behind him. In a distressed tone of voice, he said, “Mrs. Moore, I’m afraid that we have a slight problem.” Upset at the idea of a problem, Rebecca asked, “What kind of problem?” “The original room you requested for the service is too small.” “Too small? Didn’t you say that it holds two hundred?” “Yes, Ma’am. It’s already full, and there are more people arriving. I’m arranging for the...

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“Did you have a good marriage with Peter?” “Yes. It was everything that I dreamed it would be.” “I never thought Peter would be capable of a real relationship.” “Patricia, why did your marriage end?” “Ed was a pretentious arrogant asshole who had more in common with a leach than a human being. I got fed up with his big talk and small results. I kicked him to the curb.” “Peter was my source of strength. I felt that I could do anything with him around. I was his sanctuary. I was needed....

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The Reset ManifestoChapter 2

Donald Moore, the twenty five year old son of Peter Moore, slipped back into the room set aside for the grieving family. He was shocked by who he had encountered in the men’s room. “I ran into Dr. Bowlings in the men’s room.” “Did you say Dr. Bowlings?” Rebecca asked. “Yes I did, Mom.” “You are talking about Dr. Ed Bowlings, right?” Patricia asked just to clarify the identity of the gentleman in question. “Yes. I’d like to know what he’s doing here.” Rebecca said, “His presence here is...

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The Reset ManifestoChapter 22

The Minister paused, looked around the room, and realized that his description was not going over very well at all. In a much less formal speaking voice, he said, “I knew Peter from here around town. He was quiet man. He was a family man. He worked hard to grow his Internet business. He traveled on business quite often. “I think everyone in the community would agree with me about that. He was not very active in the local community although we could always call upon him for ideas on to...

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Rebecca said, “Peter always had such an eclectic group of people around him.” “What do you mean?” George asked. Peter was his older brother, but they had never been all that close after leaving home. After Peter had gone off to the university, the only times he returned home were holidays. Once Peter had a full time job, even the holiday visits came to an end. Of course, George had been busy as well. First it was a law school, then years spent as a clerk, time spent developing a reputation...

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Charles decided to peek into the room where the service was to be held. His jaw dropped upon seeing just how many people were there. The Chief Justice of the Supreme Court was seated on a row that had been cleared for Washington dignitaries. Actually, it looked like they had cleared two rows for them. There were still people making their way into the building. Just the number of people attending was surprise enough, but the identity of the attendees was shocking. This funeral had turned into...

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The Reset ManifestoChapter 8

Patricia said, “I never really understood why Peter was so content with running an online storefront.” George said, “That always puzzled me. It’s not like it was a challenge.” “Dad always said that he enjoyed the challenge of finding just the right product at just the right time. He told me that he’d find some product, purchase thousands of it, and sell out of it in a month’s time at a huge profit.” “I could see him doing that. He was always ahead of the curve,” Patricia said. George...

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The Reset ManifestoChapter 9

“Why in the hell did Peter settle here?” George asked. Donald answered, “He fell in love with Mom and stayed here to marry her after the factory was turned over to the employees.” “It wasn’t quite that simple.” “Dad always said it was love at first sight and he wasn’t going to risk losing you.” “We didn’t have to stay here. It was just easier to stay here than move somewhere else.” Patricia said, “What did you think of Pete when you first met him?” “I was crying so hard the first time I...

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The Reset ManifestoChapter 10

Everyone turned to look at the gentleman who had entered the waiting area. He looked around nervously, and licked his lips. Donald and Rebecca knew the man, but the others were totally clueless. Rebecca asked, “What’s up, Fergus?” “First of all, let me express our condolences on behalf of everyone at Galileo Industries. My father wished he could be here, but his health won’t let him get out of bed. He is in his nineties.” “Thank you. Let your father know that we appreciate his...

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After taking a quick walk to stretch his legs, a bewildered George rejoined the family in the waiting room. He said, “There’s a ton of people out there. I don’t know where they all came from.” “Is everyone seated?” “Yes.” “Good. Maybe we’ll get started. This waiting is getting on my nerves.” The funeral director knocked on the door softly and then entered the room. Rebecca stood up and squared her shoulders ready to begin the ordeal. He said, “The Secret Service has arrived.” “Who?”...

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The Reset ManifestoChapter 15

Rebecca said, “I think waiting three years to get married was the hardest thing I’ve ever done.” “Why? You lived together for that long.” “I was away at college for eight months of the year. Peter would visit, but it was hard.” “Why didn’t he move close to the university?” “He had his business to run.” Patricia shook her head. “He was an Internet mail order company. He could run that from anywhere.” “He wasn’t staying at the office. He had to travel a lot during that time.” “What was...

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“The Peter Moore I knew was a very private and quiet man. Based on the attendance here, it would appear that Peter Moore was a more public individual than I knew.” Rebecca meekly raised a hand. The minister looked at her. “What is it, Mrs. Moore?” “You’re right. Peter was a very private and quiet man. He wasn’t an outgoing kind of person outside of work, and then he was all business.” There were murmurs of agreement among the attendees. The Minister stood there looking around wondering...

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“George, would you find the funeral director? I’m getting a headache and I’m tired of waiting.” “Yes, Mom.” George stepped out of the waiting room and headed to the entrance of the funeral parlor assuming that the director would be there to great people. He ran straight into the Vice-President, although it would be more accurate to say that he ran into the Secret Service agent protecting Vice-President Dan Porter. He found himself getting directed towards a wall. “Stop it. That’s Georgie...

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“Peter was a dedicated and loving family man.” Patricia and Charles looked at each other and rolled their eyes. They were family and knew just how much Peter was dedicated to family. Rebecca and Donald nodded their heads in agreement. “Any night when Peter was in town, you would see Rebecca walking with him, hand in hand along the river like teenagers in love. They would pause, look at some sight, and then continue on their way. They served as an example that a solid and deep love can be...

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“I guess Dad was wrong.” Patricia looked over at Charles not sure what he was talking about. “Dad told me once that Peter would either die a martyr or in obscurity. Based on the number of people out here, he clearly didn’t die in obscurity. He had a heart attack. That kind of death is not usually associated with Martyrdom.” Peter had always been an enigma. He had a level of self confidence that was all out of proportion to what he accomplished. He always talked about being able to take...

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Rebecca abruptly headed for the door saying, “I’ll be back in a minute.” “Where are you going?” “To the ladies’ room.” Rebecca was finding the wait exceptionally wearing. She didn’t like it when things happened without being planned. She didn’t like change. She didn’t like having to be around people all of the time. What she really wanted, was to curl up in her living room with a book and let the rest of the world go by. “I’ll go with you,” Patricia said. Ten minutes later, they returned...

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The Reset ManifestoChapter 13

“Where’s George?” Rebecca asked. “Your guess is as good as mine,” Patricia said. Charles said, “I’ll go look for him.” “Go ahead.” Once he was out of the room, Patrica said, “I never understood you and Peter.” “What’s there to understand? We loved each other.” “Peter was emotionally a cold fish.” Rebecca said, “You and Charles never understood Peter.” “I grew up with him. He had all the emotions of a rock.” “Peter was never comfortable with emotions. He couldn’t afford to let his...

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