R.K. Delka

Attack of the 50 Ft. Democrats

Democrat Zombies from Space


I'm the Constitution, Dammit!
The Constitution slammed his empty shot glass on the mahogany counter. Stammered sputters gave way to slow slurred speech. “Gimme another, Joe. A double.”

“Hey, buddy, you been at it all night. How ‘bout a breather?”

“Last I checked I’m still law of this land, dammit.”
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They sat in silence for some time, gazing at their dilapidated world until the boy spoke again. “Papa, things just don’t make sense.”

Papa’s heart dropped into his empty stomach. He took his eyes off the gray sky and set them on the boy. “How so, son?”

The boy pointed to the Lincoln Memorial. “You said that was a shrine to a great man and that now it’s submerged in sludge.”
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