The two men clinked their whiskey glasses together in the mahogany paneled suite. “Congratulations Klaus. I think we’ve done it.” Said the taller of the two men, pushing his glasses higher on his nose, before sipping from the crystal glass. A single cube of ice floating in the 40 year old scotch.
“Isn’t it splendid Bill! We’ve been so patient and diligent, all these years and it’s finally paying off. We’re this close to finally purging our planet of those disgusting, worthless animals, once and for all.” Said Klaus. Holding his finger and thumb a half inch apart, gazing at the gap, a Cheshire Cat grin, broadening his pale, cadaverous face. The light from the ornate ceiling fixture, reflecting off his bald pate, making him look every bit the evil Dr.
“ It’s amazing. They came screaming and begging to the slaughterhouse. Please save us. Please give us the vaccine. We don’t want the sniffles and clogged sinuses. Save us from the deadly disease.”
“It’s like Joe said, years ago. Beat the drums of fear, day and night for as long as it takes, until they hear and see nothing but the fear. Make them think they’re all going to die or be locked down for the rest of their lives. Then back that up with guilt and shame. And most of them will succumb, even though the survival rate is nearly a 100%, for a virus that has been around as long as humanity has. All the stupid ones will be begging for the cure. It’s like they prefer a false narrative, to the truth. They deserve their fate, Bill.”
“What are we going to do with all the bodies once the proteins kick in and lays waste to the disgusting beasts?”
“According to Stephane, only those that took the megadose will die. The others, on the low dose will be completely controllable through the backdoor in the operating system, thanks to you. Pretty clever Bill. We’ll have an entire population of computerized droids. We’ll have them process all the dead, into Soylent Green. We have the vats ready to go.”
“A ready-made protein source, to fuel the sheep-droids. Then we can send them after the few that were able to escape the mandatory vaccines. The rebels and lunatics that pray to their higher power. They’ll know who the higher power is now.”
“Exactly Bill. The planet is ours. We’ve been dreaming of this day for so long. What a colossal victory. Now we will be free to remake nature and the planet in our image. Like a giant Disneyland, that we have complete dominion over. No more pretending to be compassionate philanthropists, while we steal their freedoms. They’ll be slaves to our genius, the way that it was intended.”
“We have achieved a vaccination rate of close to 90% according to Tony. About 4 billion high dosers will begin to succumb to the vaccine, any day now. The 3 billion low dosers have been uploaded with the new operating system. Ready to do our bidding, until we decide to throw the switch. That leaves about eight hundred million, of the anti-vaxxers.”
“The robo-cops can deal with the rebels and resistance, once we see who we need, to keep the engines of progress up and running on spaceship earth.”
“That’s something I’m still not sure about Klaus. I couldn’t have built an empire without the critical thinkers and the creatives. I’m not sure you can force someone to think or create.”
“Don’t worry. They’ve all been indoctrinated with the same curriculum. Deep down in those tiny, critical thinking minds of theirs, the seed has been planted. ‘Submit. Resistance is futile.’ Once they understand they can eat Soylent Green and live a pitiful life as slave or enjoy the fruit of our labor, sipping the finest wine, eating the tenderest beef and residing in the most beautiful locations on the planet, they’ll join us and do what they’re told. That, you can count on Bill. Remember they’re still just animals and being slave is much better with benefits than without. ”
“I hope you’re right Klaus. Even with the greatly reduced number. There’s still a lot more of them, than us.”
“You’re not doubting the mission now, Bill? Our forefathers started this journey almost 6 centuries ago with the first banks. We’ve already made them debt serfs and tax slaves for centuries. This is the culmination of generations of effort. Relax, we’ve played our hand to perfection. You don’t actually think all of a sudden, after all this time, they’re going to wake up and take their world back, do you?
“I hope not but they did get close with the United States experiment. Land of the free, home of the brave and all that. A constitution, a bill of rights. We almost lost control.”
“A minor hiccup for a century or so, nothing a couple of World Wars couldn’t fix. We’ve always played the long game Bill. The victory is ours. All the work has paid off. It’s clear sailing, now.” Klaus chuckled as he poured another scotch into his crystal glass.”
“I guess we just need to stick with the plan, like we’ve always done. It’s worked so far.”
“To the New World Order!” The two evil villains, clinked their glasses together. Evil grins darkening their pale complexions.
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