Dominatus
Dominatus their home…we die on that day free people.  We die knowing liberty.  We die as citizens of the United States of America, not as slaves to the New United Nations.  As for you, Carol, you died years ago when you turned your back on your oath to Alaska and to America.  When you decided to do the bidding of N.U.N.   How many people has your kind murdered?  Huh?  How long ago was the raid on Nome?  Ten years ago?  Were you part of that?  How many women and children were killed there Carol?  HOW MANY?  They brought in the drones and bombed the shit out of them in the middle of the night…all of them.  Then marched in and took out the rest.  And what about outside Waco?  The Texas resistance?  How many there?   When we were still calling ourselves the United States.   Ten thousand dead.  Or Lake City Florida, Grant County Washington, Jamestown North Dakota, Alton New Hampshire, Hardy Iowa.  What did your people do there?  I heard mass graves for the people in Hardy, just because they refused to pledge allegiance to the New United Nations.  Refused to give up their hunting rifles, refused to stop going to church on Sunday. Refused to stop flying the old American flag in their front yards.   And you lined them up and shot them down…buried them and the entire town in the ground and wiped out any mention of them in the history books.  All for the “betterment of society”, right?  Just like all the others.  Isn’t that your real pledge Carol?”
     
    Carol Denny took a few steps toward the door before turning around and looking at each of us left standing in Freedom Tavern, while pointing his finger at Mac.
     
    “Whatever might have happened later, what you just did here today…it’s going to happen a whole lot faster now.  Do you understand what I’m telling you?  So if there is someone here who you care about, who you don’t want to see get hurt, I suggest you get them out as fast as possible.  And as for the ones who are staying, yeah…Mac just rattled off some reminders of what is going to happen here.  And it WILL happen here, and this building and anyone in it is going to be the first on the list – very soon now.”
     
    Officer Carol Denny turned back to the door, opened it, and slammed it behind him.  Outside the electric powered whine of his N.U.N. mandate-approved, electric all terrain vehicle could be heard driving away from Freedom Tavern.
     
    Mac turned to me and gave a wry smile, his eyes looking up toward the ceiling as he let out a long, deep sigh.  He then nodded to the two men nearest the bar.
     
    “Ok – no drill, this is a high alert.   I’ll send out the communication but I want you two to also do it in person.  Everyone needs to know.  Start with the Old Man and go from there. I want double-watch on all access points, and make sure we are storing up coal fuel at the cave – at least six months worth.  The freezers should already be stocked but double check.  I want every anti-drone station manned 24/7 until further notice starting now.  7:00 a.m. tomorrow – we meet at the operations center.  Let everyone know the Old Man will be there.  Go – now.”
     
    The taller of the two at the bar, the one with the long grey pony tail that ran down his back, paused in front of Mac on his way out.
     
    “Mac, we all knew this day was gonna happen.  We’re ready.  Me, my old lady, you just tell us what you want done and it’s done.  We’re locked and loaded.”
     
    Mac placed his hand on the tall man’s shoulder and smiled.
     
    “Yeah, I know.  Let’s hope it isn’t going all-in on us just yet, but I hear you friend.  You go get the word out and then go home to your wife and we’ll see you all tomorrow at 7:00.”
     
    The man who had been seated in the corner approached Mac.  He appeared a little less than six foot, his face buried beneath a dark beard and large round eyes with pupils that were even darker – almost black. 

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