Saturday, October 13, 2007

Puss & Boots In the 23rd Century

"Puss & Boots in The 23rd Century”

By Jack McClure

My tale is set in 2276, after the end of thirty years of a war that began when the Chinese demanded that the United States and Canada evacuate their west coast areas.
Beijing announced that California, Oregon, Washington state, Alaska, and British Columbia should be ceded to them, because, “our superior culture requires more space in which to grow and flourish.”

Ottawa gave up British Columbia after a brief hesitation, because they had disbanded their army many years earlier as a gesture of peace to the world. The United States had not however, so the war began...
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Puss and Boots are U S special forces veterans of this war, but now two years after it is over, they are bounty hunters for the studios of the omnipotent Network that is the world’s sole media provider. The Network broadcasts videos ranging from blandly sensual 1X shows to ones as violent as the bloody spectacles in the arena of ancient Rome, or more so. The Network rates these particular shows as 5X, and offers them as very expensive pay-per-views and this 5X sector is the most profitable one for the Network…
The governors of the four western states were forced to declare martial law when the Chinese invaded, and this condition still exists perforce. This allows their cynical Military Governors to continue ruling by fiat in support their patrons, the Network - and the White House.
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Puss & Boots recognize the danger of martial law as well as the Network during the first ten days of May in 2276, when Boots finally awakens to and then accepts her mission, to restore the Constitution.
A clandestine network of US Army veterans has been waiting for Boots to accept the leadership of the Restoration and when she does, "The drums begin to roll and the bands begin to play!"

My tale closes at Puss’ home on her tribe’s reservation in Virginia. She is a Pamunkey Indian and the most proficient killer in the Army Special Forces but she also has other talents, that she is just beginning to realize.

Puss & Boots face a grim struggle in a totalitarian landscape but their story is full of grit and humor, and this lifts their story above its somber theme and takes the reader on an exciting, and often hilarious roller-coaster ride.

If all of the above sounds like the beginning of a series, it is and I am at work on Book 2 even as we speak!
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Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Welcome

Welcome to Iron Thumb Press, the home of an interesting cast of characters doing interesting things in The 23rd Century - mostly...

I hope they will amuse you while giving you some thrills as well, and perhaps an insight or two about man(and woman)kind - maybe...

Ber Thaq,
2th Century Barbarian Warrior wit' long dangly armses, no forehead an' big axe wid' lotsa' nicks
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Monday, October 1, 2007

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!


--Rudyard Kipling

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