Monthly Archives: May 2023

Loud boos interrupted Parlegrecco. He waited patiently for the Speaker to bring order. “I did not say I believe that Drummond-McLaren was right, but every man deserves a defense, and that is the best defense I could come up with.  … Continue reading →

“Mister Speaker, point of order,” Elektra DeWitt said. “Your point?” D’Angelo answered. “The business today is the no-confidence vote in the Government,” she answered.  “In light of this news, I ask an hour recess to contemplate what we have just … Continue reading →

Another Senate Meeting “Give ears!  Give ears!”  The Bearer of the Union Mace stood in the Forecourt of the Senate Hall, resplendant in scarlet robes.  Standing behind him were three Senate Guards in full dress uniforms, their komodo-dragon-skull headpieces sitting … Continue reading →

“That’s surprising,” Rolly said. “Drummond McLaren would have had to be a total idiot to have that written down someplace. “ “Would have had…” Untermontanus mumbled.  “A shame the First Minister’s guiding genius is not news.   But how did you … Continue reading →

Jacob Fenstermacher leaned back into one of the luxurious armchairs in a private dining room of the Pueblo Grand Restaurant.   It had been remarkably easy to set up this meeting with a half-dozen senior NRP members, especially when he  had … Continue reading →

“Fellow Senators and Lords,” Elektra began. “We live in interesting times. My predecessor, God rest his soul, persuaded our Party last year that our best choice was to join in a coalition with the Nerps. We did indeed get some … Continue reading →

“The Hughes revelation is the gaggle of mad weasels in the chicken coop,” Caius continued. “I think he goes down badly, unless Hughes completely faked his data, and fooled our friends outside Parliament. They are hard to fool. And Hughes … Continue reading →

&&&&& DeWitt and her escort headed for the Tipsy Turtle.  After not long she realized that in addition to a half-dozen tall, fit party members she was also in an open grid formed by a dozen very stocky young people.  … Continue reading →

“I, ummh, I’d like to read it first,” Drummond-McLaren mumbled. “And I might need, oh, until the debate, now three days out, to demonstrate how these alleged letters were forged.  It seems to me that we can skip this afternoon’s … Continue reading →

“Aston, why the devil are you over there?” Dummond McLaren shouted.  “You get over here and sit down on a rear bench, right this instant!”  Anyone who was in doubt as to who was about to speak had had their … Continue reading →