He turned off the TV, because he had finally seen and heard enough. He put down the remote and slowly rose from the couch. It was good to be standing up at last. He couldn’t remember when he had done that before. Was it earlier this morning? It was all a hazy blur, but no matter — now he was on his feet. He had finally realized that he could no longer avoid making a choice, and at this momentous moment, he was ready to do so.
He put on his shoes, reached for his coat, and walked out the door. A large crowd was gathering in the street. A sudden silence had descended on the assembled men, women, and children. Then a solitary voice cried out, “NO!” Soon the crowd joined in with repeated choruses of “NO!”
In time this simple monosyllabic chant began resounding from town to town, city to city, state to state, until the message was delivered loud and clear to the minions of the ruling cartel. It was then that they started to doubt their presumptuous mandate, and so gradually began to slip away like thieves in the night, leaving behind their lingering stench to slowly dissipate in the new fresh air.
Now the work had finally begun. Throughout the nation and around the world, the people had a bolstered faith that there was still time. The outcome of course was yet to be determined. Nothing in this realm is certain, and humans, after all, will be humans.