Black Vans


“And while I’m thinking about it,” said Shepard. He and Blake were still standing in the middle of the parking lot. “How does it make sense that the government promises to help the middle class, but turns around and punishes them when they’re successful? I mean, if you help someone, you have to expect their lives to improve, right?”

“Man, you’re fired up today,” noted Blake.

“I swear they’re doing it just to keep people at a certain level, ya know? Not too poor, but not rich enough to ever have any real power. It’s evil.”

“Careful, you’re turning into a little ball of hate,” warned Blake.

“Now that I think about it, it’s the politicians who’re doin’ this, like our trust-fund, rich-kid brat of a leader. They’re doin’ this on purpose. It all makes sense now,” said Shepard.

“Seriously. Black vans are coming for you. I’m not joking,” said Blake.

Shepard’s eyes grew wide. “It’s a perfect tyranny. Give people the illusion of success to keep them docile. Wow.”

Blake shook his head in disappointment as a blacked out SUV squealed around the corner. Men in black suits jumped out, injected Shepard with a needle and threw him in the back seat.

Once the SUV was gone from sight, Blake pulled out his cell phone. “Who’s my next assignment?” he asked.

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4 Responses to Black Vans

  1. Anthony Trudgian says:

    I think you’ve been watching to many government conspiracy movies…oh no here comes a black SUV!

  2. Pat says:

    They do seem out to get you. I think my husband is an alien!

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