Stardust and Stars

“Now I’m absolutely positive he’s gone insane with power,” Rick Ashley said, watching Aron make outlandishly impossible promises one after another. He looked at the mirror-topped coffee table in front of him, dusted with white powder and littered with razor blades and once-tightly rolled hundred-dollar bills that had slightly loosened up.

“But that’s just even better for me!” He paced back and forth in his study, alternately cackling, smiling, and sarcastically applauding. “There’s no way the implementation of all those ‘rights’ will be anything but an absolute train wreck. The longer things go on, the more cracks will appear, cracks that the sheeple in my flock can survive and thrive in. The man is an idiot... an IDIOT! Some things just aren’t meant to be integrated, and the divisions will get wider and wider as cultures and beliefs and indoctrinations begin clashing with each other!”