"Decisions"
Joseph McIntyre was an optimist. The
glass was always half full and there was always a silver lining. However his career path required that he also
be a realist. Make hard decisions for the greater good. After all, he had a lot
of influence towards the nations good.
“Mr. President” called out one of his
staff members, accompanied by a soft knock at the door. “We’re ready for you.”
“Yes, one second.” the President
replied, slowly rising from his chair.
As he stood, he slid his hand across his desk in the oval office, where
he sat and made decisions which would impact the world forever.
He crossed to one of the large
windows in the room to watch the sun arc across the horizon and bleed its way
into the night. Normally around this time, he was anxious to be with his
family. To re-count his day, and count
his blessings. To prepare for another big decision.
But not today. Today, he had to own
all of his decisions since entering the office.
When he was elected, there was little
room for optimism. The economy was still
recovering, and the population was rising exponentially, leaving hunger in its
wake. Yet, optimism was just what
America needed. A light in the Darkness.
Hope for the hopeless. And Joseph
McIntyre possessed promise.
He built his campaign around promises.
Promises of fighting hunger - not just hunger in America, but the whole
world. He won the election by a
landslide, and sought about fulfilling those promises as quickly as
possible.
His first decision was to pair with
researchers who had been developing certain bio-foods. Crops bred to specifically access genes which
have natural pest defenses to eliminate the use of pesticides and other
toxins.
His second decision pushed the
research further. He wanted to find a
way to amplify cell reproduction in a way that would not cause any harm or ill
effects. To naturally breed crops which
would be large enough to feed 4 times their normal amount through the use of
biotechnology.
Upon initial success the President
made the decision to broadcast the results of animal testing. Within months the population accepted the
safety of this new BioFood, and within a year demanded that it be available to
the public.
And so, when the barrage of images of
hollowed youth became too much to stand, the President made the decision to
accept the demand. BioFood was
accessible with less than a year of proper testing. Yet as the years went on, that fact seemed to
matter less and less. Stomachs were
full, and no one could stop singing the President’s praise until now.
“Mr. President. Is everything
alright?” Came the now tentative voice
of the staff member, pulling Joseph McIntyre from his thoughts from the last 3
½ years of his term.
“Yes. I’m coming,” he sighed
reluctantly tearing himself from the window and towards the Press Conference
which awaited him…
“In my first year as your President, I
encouraged BioFoods to produce an answer to hunger. And it seemed we succeeded. And so, we shared the fruits of our
success…prematurely. We are now discovering
a delayed side effect. The catalyst
which induced cell replication in plants seems to have gradually transferred to
anything that has consumed it. And now
lives dormant in us all. It also
seems…that this state of dormancy is interrupted when we die. All over the world we have recorded cases of
cell replication after death, which has also prompted cell regeneration. In
essence – the dead are rising to live once again.”
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