The segment records the unexpected apocalypse that followed on the heels of the combined base bombing of Ft. Benning and the Pandemic caused by Spritz’s Doomsday virus. America had hardly begun to recover from the Dirty bomb attack and the pandemic when only three months later, the unthinkable occurs; a 2-megaton nuclear device is detonated halfway between Baltimore and Washington D.C. Eric has no knowledge or involvement in the event and believes the Muskets could not have been involved on any level.
The portrayal of the immediate and subsequent events: the demographic tidal wave, mass insanity, collapse of basic services, complete inability of Homeland Security and FEMA and crisis response agencies and teams to mitigate the disaster or be of any help to those afflicted in areas where the EMP had destroyed all means of communication, the terror and hopelessness, are prescient and present a plausible scenario to be seriously considered by all.
I struggled increasingly to negotiate the traffic as I neared home. I unloaded everything only after parking in the garage and pulling the door down, locking it from the inside. Then I went straight to the TV with a six-pack of Coors as my only companion. It promised to soften the tightness within my chest. I had bought ten cases!
The carnage occurring in the northeast made the Los Angeles riots of 1992 seem like a kindergarten dress rehearsal. The flaming buildings, people colliding with other vehicles, fighting in the streets, storefronts being smashed, a crazed public stealing all it could carry away in both arms was like things CNN had broadcast from Third World countries, as if American civilization was but the thinnest of veneers overlying a seething, raging cauldron of envy, anger, and desperation. There were police everywhere, mostly standing and watching helplessly, probably fearing for their own safety!
In astonished delirium, the phone rang twice before it caught my attention.
“God, Eric! Tell me that wasn’t us!” Tiffany cried.
“What?”
“Was it a Musket operation, taking out Baltimore and D.C.?”
“Are you insane? You think I’d be part of this chamber of horrors? Are you seeing what I’m seeing?”
“Horrible, yes, though it will save the country in the end. The Washington machine is gone! Think of it, Eric!”
“The new president . . . “
”That’s the upset of the century: An Independent President! McKay hates Federalism. He hates over-regulation. He hates all the evils that hive of sickos was fomenting.”
“He said on the radio that critical government functions have been dispersed to scattered locations over the past few years, all essential services, he said.”
“That’s great. I wouldn’t want the government gone. The anarchy out there now would spread over the entire continent. It’s the machine that’s gone. The players and their power base were concentrated in the Capitol. All gone. The lobbyists . . . gone. Thousands of corrupt law firms and lawyers . . . gone. The punctilious aristocrats and their Think Tanks. The entire, insipid caravansary is gone.”
“That was our Capitol, Tiffany, our heritage!”
“So what? Be thankful!”
“Yeah, the Smithsonian was a real bore, wasn’t it?”
“You’re being hostile.”
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