A knock at the door!Submitted by emptyeternity on Sat, 02/23/2013 - 10:48
There's a knock at the door!!
But it's late! Real late! It's almost 3a.m.!
You walk down the stairs and you see rustling flashlights at the outside door.
ANOTHER LARGE KNOCK!
"Mr. Reardon"! "This is the Clark county sheriff's department with Department of Homeland Security", "we know your home, please open up sir, we have a federal warrant".
A federal warrant? for what? Other than being a lawful gun owner, a re-inspired political enthusiast (especially on the internet, man can you let loose!), and maybe contemplating politics to turn this god-awful country around, but that's a back-burner idea.......
You do have your gun in the adjourning office room in the desk, you run over and STOP in the middle of the carpet wondering
1. Time is eerily standing still
2. Adrenaline is very, VERY high right now
3. Should I be getting my gun?
Should I? Do I know its the police? Why is it so late to do this? Is this the round-up that has buzzed around like some nefarious fly bugging you in the back of your mind?
SHIT! You grab the gun anyway, something doesn't add up.
"Mr. Reardon, this is your LAST warning, sir" "Please open up and come on out"!
Well, you think to yourself, they want me to come out? So this means I am going away? No Bueno!!r
You panic, freeze, panic, and freeze, thoughts have dried up like water in a desert, just raw pounding adrenaline, coursing through your body's highways of nerves, almost like hot steam is coursing through, burning muscles and supercharging your attention to the moment at hand.
You actually yell back? Nothing planned, just something else.
"What is this for!?"
Grasping the gun, wondering if this is the last moments of your life....POUND POUND (your heart pushing blood you can FEEL in your head. So visceral.
"Mr. Reardon this is a matter of a Federal Court to handle, please unlock your door and come on out, we don't want to have to resort to forceful measures, remember you do have a family, we just want everyone to remain safe"
SAFE!? why wouldn't they be safe you wondered?
"Mr. Reardon"!....................."Mr. Reardon"!
you hesitate, should I open up? where will I go? What will my family think? I didn't do anything wrong!
(shame, rage, building...dignity and moral innocence evaporating quickly)
You yell out,
"Gentlemen, I think you have made an error" you say.
"No mistake Mr. Reardon, we need you to come with us"
"No, I mean you made an error. You see, tonight you gentlemen came to me asking for two things."
"and what's that Mr. Rearden"? with snide arrogant contempt in the voice
" you guys came here to ask me for your jobs and your lives" "but you see, I can only give you one of them tonight" "you either go home with your lives tonight, forgetting this so called constitutional federal warrant act crap, or you could leave with your job, but I am afraid you won't keep your life"!!!!
You hear more rustling outside but now you can here a few more muffled voices. Soon they get a little louder, are they fighting?
"I told you I didn't want to take part in this, I'm outa here"
"SAM"!! "WHERE YOU GOING" "YOU WILL LOSE IT ALL!"
"OH YOU TOO, HUH, GO ON WE NEED BETTER SOLDIERS AND NOW COWARDS, RUN"!!!
Emboldened even more you yell out, "Looks like this is an untenable position for you", "and I think your a disgrace to my country for your actions tonight"..."either come and get me or leave my property"!!!
"Mr. Rearden this isn't over, we will be back with our warrant"....................................