“The Great Stink War Revolution” (A Short Story)

Written by Martin Anton Smith martinantonsmith@gmail.com

Neoliberalism came about due to the Aristocracy being sick of having to behave as ‘decent people’.

They coined a completely new term to obfuscate the reality. They certainly couldn’t call the new movement that would put them back on top by a truthful term like ‘Greedism’, ‘Jerkism’, ‘Snobism’ or alike.

So ‘Neoliberalism’ it was. “It had an innate sound of freedom to it” had said the bastard who had come up with it.

The requirement of the aristocracy to temporarily curb their abject selfishness was due to the changing societal expectations that followed in the years after World War Two ended.

The worlds masses simply did not allow the Aristocracy to act as selfishly outrageously as before – after all World War Two was ultimately about a large handful of selfish people gaining all-encompassing power – so as to rule by the decree of one or a few men with crackpot elitist utopian ideas.

But as the end of the War receded towards the back of the mass’s minds, fertile ground for Machiavellianism began to again appear.

By now many decades had past & The Neoliberal Lords (& especially their Snooty Wives) had long grown tired of denying their true selves, to themselves & to the ‘great unwashed’.

The ‘great unwashed, the neo serfs, the neo-plebs as the Neoliberal Lords called them now essentially lived in ‘glorified shanty-towns’ safely far outside the boundaries of their opulently well-manicured gated communities.

By 1980 They had been ‘nice’ to the for 35 years, & the mean wives of the worlds Politicians, Lawyers, CEOs & investors were not having it anymore.

they desperately wanted to be mean again – and they didn’t want to have to feel guilty about it – as they had been forced to do since 1945.

The wives being the first to ‘Crack’ – were the first to mobilize. They called meetings of the other like-minded women of high society who were all victims in metaphorical exile.

It didn’t take many glasses of Sauvignon-Blanc & canapes for them to agree on their prime directive: To en-masse stopped their Husbands being ‘nice’, and thus allowing the virus of ‘decency to all’ to begin to decay and then disappear altogether.

The Husbands would of course agree to their more motivated wives’ instructions as they in their hearts wanted the same thing. It was all agreed that ‘The Egalitarian Society’ formed in the ashes of World War two would be disbanded – sooner than later.

For this to occur they needed a figurehead to trot out their clueless crackpot elitist unworkable policies based on the outrageous premise that selfishness was a good thing for everyone. So, after considering a few alternatives a goofball ex Hollywood B Actor President Reagan chosen & duly elected via a easily un-auditable rigged election.

Regan and his falsely smiling lackeys all around the world ensured the old ‘snobs world’ would be brought ‘back to life’ from its temporary tomb.

The dismantling of decency for selfishness was ridiculously quickly done via mass communications industry. The armies of the Visual & Written media happily amplified the message of Reagans lot – in TV Shows, newspapers, Magazines & the Radio Waves.

Many valueless, traitorous & immoral Musicians & Artists were boosted to spread the word that “greed is good & to bow to the false god of status & materialism” i.e. the domain of the Overlords re-emerging from the bowels of the earth.

And thus in just a handful of years after the Noveau Riche loving Ricky Reagan was Elected – an Entrenched Zombified Neoliberal Wasteland of a Society was well in bloom.

I let this happen.

You let this happen.

We all let this happen.

What a terrible shame.

So, it’s time for I, You & We to build a Time Machine.

We will go back in time & make sure Rick Reagan never gets elected. We will be bloodthirsty & ruthless as assassins in time.

Now that we have learnt so much about the universe – This time Travel project should be a relatively simple exercise – unless of course, the scientists & the general system of science has all been lying to us via an elaborate theatre.

If indeed this is true & science has lying to us, and we cannot use this plan – I suggest another strategy. A Mass Strike & Occupation of the Neoliberal Scum’s Businesses, Boardrooms, Eateries, Golf Clubs, & Mansions, by us – the “Dirty Animal Like Neoliberal Serfs”.

For We will gladly Label Ourselves in the same way they describe & dehumanise us at their ‘exclusive dinner parties’. We will intentionally ‘Not Wash’ & ‘Not Move On’ for Years On End. To Stink Like A Skunk Will Be Honored As The Sign Of being A True Member Of The Anti-Neoliberal Revolution.

With This Foolproof Backup Plan, we will Win The War vs The Treasonous Neoliberal High Priests. After the Revolution we will be revered by an enlightened & egalitarian future Post Neoliberal World Citizenry.

We will be seen as “Heroes Of The Stink War Revolution” – Giant Posters of our faces & images Us will be unfurled & adorned everywhere.

And The Cartoon-like “Stink Line” will be synonymous with Valor & Victory. Stories will be passed on by mouth & by electrical signal from one generation to the next, thus becoming Traditional. All will be struck spellbound by Tales Of the Revolutionaries that ‘Stunk Out the Aristocratic Serf Enslaving Devils’. Children will demand Tales of the Gruesomely Ugly Neoliberal Monsters running for the hills, afraid of the ‘Glorious Stinky Revolutionaries’ chasing them – coughing & clutching their haggard mean downward-trending smile wives, clutching handkerchiefs to their mouths to avoid the Attacking Stink Lines, all while a well-groomed angry yapping small dog follows along wagging its tail.

The Tales of “The Great Stink revolution” all ended the same way – with the most important part.

“The Neoliberal Scum hid in the caves, valleys and swamps – never to show their living dead faces & never to ransom the good folk of society – ever, ever again. Viva The Stink Line Heroes Of The Stink War Revolution! Those who set us all free!”

After the War was won a great period of Peace & Classless Prosperity ensured, generation after generation. The only rule & the only rule that could ever be was the “Golden rule’. The ex-High Priests of selfishness had been fully liquidated – literally – they had been turned into crude oil via the Smith-Zadowski-Penn method which was a more advanced version of the Fritz-Haber process. The selfish old bastards would be sold by the gallon all over the globe – they had finally given back to society – it was even labelled with a ‘vintage year’ denoting the five-year age range of the transformed ex neoliberalist. The 1935-40 birth year in particular had a higher octane and commanded a great price from the bowsers.

For many decades it seemed the perfect society had been formed – the first genuinely successful utopia to ever exist. It was such a lovely existence for all that there became less of a need to re-tell the tales of “The Great Stink War Revolution”. It was decided a once-a-year remembrance would suffice – called the “lest we forget day”.

One day, some ninety-three years later, someone’s wife said “let’s throw a party Steve but let’s not dare invite the Greenspan’s next door – they are a little Less-Stinky than us, don’t you think?”

And wouldn’t ya know it? – The whole damn thing happened all over again…

“The Great Warrior of The Great Stink Revolution Plys His Trade”

Written & Illustrated by Martin Anton Smith martinantonsmith@gmail.com copyright 2022 Published by martin smith creations ltd (NZ).