THE DICTATORS

Manifest Destiny

(Asylum)

by Joe (They Call Me White Devil) Fernbacher

The burger thing crawled slowly through the mud, an amputee star fish lost in a sea of porcine pink. It flipped itself on edge and rolled over to the waiting crowd of confused spectators. Nobody had ever seen a three hundred pound, five foot high, burger thing before—naturally, it was an alien.

Cameras shuttered Film crews zoomed in People cringed Babies cried

A man from Disney waved a contract The burger thing opened a mouth and said, in perfect King's English (they'd been monitoring our airwaves for years), "Young, Fast and Scientific..."

The crowd shouts back, "Science Gone Too Far," gets bored and leaves.

The burger thing is confused.

Moments pass into idiot day.

A noise. The burger thing turns sensing new arrivals.

A stray band of young T.V. boys come round the comer escorting a bright red wagon overflowing with Velveeta! They smile.