China Now! An ongoing work...

CHAPTER ONE

Darryl Kinkaid, a nondescript, even bookish looking sort of man of 42 years, worked as a bio-research scientist in a small Kansas town by the name of Caney. And, as a low level research assistant, he would have likely stayed a completely anomalous nobody... That is, had the fates been more kind. Had they not reared up and slapped him hard in the face.

Working late one rainy Friday night in the basement of a pharmaceutical firm by the name of Para-Quell, Darryl stumbled onto a discovery that would ultimately shake the world to its foundations! But, let us not get to far ahead of ourselves...

Canely, Kansas was the sort of town located in Montgomery County, a county in the south central part of the state, that supported a population of only about twenty two hundred. Most of the citizens, that could work, worked on area farms as paid labor. Few actually owned one, as large conglomerates had swept them up decades ago during the farm acquisition era of the eighties. Really crazy times that saw many a farm owner plunged from relative wealth to day laborers scraping together a less the glamorous living. Darryl worked just outside of town off Interstate 166 on a small dead end street in a lab facility that more resembled a large house than anything else.

Just off to the west ran Sherbil Creek though a stand of ragged scrub scattered about with juniper trees that had seen better days. The house/lab also sported a small barn, and so fitted right into the general landscape. In truth, Para-Quell was a level four bio-research facility that was funded by the government. A fact, that not even Darryl or the townsfolk (for that matter), were aware of. Yes, Canely continued to slumber on in the days ahead. Not unlike much of America.

CHAPTER TWO

Novenber 2020, had come and gone, seeing a new President arise from the obsecurity of a well appointed basement. Newly elected President Sknu Snowdem was a man on a mission. Along with his running mate Mary Hairloop, Snowden had much on his 'Agenda of Change', as he so often liked to call it. Chief among his list of things to do right the hell now, was openning the borders to millions of new Democrats while also ramming gun confiscation down the throughts of a still stunned populace. Shnu knew full well that when the mega taxes hit, that some would go into open revolt. Well, let them throw sticks and stones, he thought, as he hurried into the Senate Chambers. A Senate that now had a plurality of like-minded Democrats who shouted loudly on November the 4th, that 'We will get some changes made, now, damnit!'