Book 4: Synopsis

Book 4: The Rightness of Things

 

Synopsis

 

Fourteen years have passed since GIL ROSE’s capture. He is now thirty-two and a Morgan Missionary Business Consultant employed by Chairwoman TANYA BRANDT living in a waterfront Executive Community outside Washington D.C. with a loving girlfriend whose love he is unable to return.

Gil is invited to Chairwoman Brandt’s banquet where he is surprised to see his roommate from Profit, BREE. Old feelings of love return and he spends his time with her instead of his girlfriend until, at the Chairwoman’s request, he is escorted to a meeting with TIANRONG ZHANG, Chairwoman of the largest corporation in the world, Global Solar.

Zhang has been negotiating with Tanya for underutilized land in America in order to build a protected corporate haven, an executive paradise far from global chaos, terrorism, climate refugees, and natural resource shortages that are rampant throughout the world. Zhang knows that Gil is the Messiah and before she agrees to a deal she must assess the risk associated with rumors that the Messiah intends to overthrow Tanya’s Government. Zhang interviews Gil but when he responds honestly and humbly, she discounts his ability to affect the deal.

Gil leaves by train for Sacramento where he has been assigned to a project that will destroy the last union in America. He travels with Bree, but they feel too constrained to be open about their past and their affection for each other.

In Sacramento, Gil meets with the clone children of Andrew Crelli, each a Director of a Federal Reserve district. They know of Gil’s involvement in their father’s disappearance and are wary of him, calling him a rebel sympathizer.

Once Gil has been updated, he meets with the Union leader,REYDIAZ, at his home in Holarki, a poor town near Sacramento to convince him to end a strike and disband his union. While with Diaz, Gil meets with people from Bernie and Mark’s past and once again, he is recruited to join the revolution.

After vacillating for most of his life, Gil seems finally committed until Tanya recalls him, arrests him, and confines him to solitary. Fearing execution, he is told he must endure rigorous religious re-indoctrination at the corporate headquarters of the Morgan Church of the Almighty Dollar on Wall Street in New York City.

At Morgan Church Headquarters, Gil meets the ancient, cadaver-like Chief Spiritual Officer, Saint Thomas Morgan, the founder of the Church. While being subjected to intense trials and tribulations in Virtuoso, he is confronted by GECKO, the evil artificial intelligence now aiding Tanya. Gil suffers through intensely emotional experiences while facing his fears, hopes, desires, doubts, and dreams and as a result of this severe and draining experience; once again, Gil recants the revolution and begs for re-assignment to Sacramento to complete his project.

As Gil returns to Sacramento, Tanya Brandt commands General Ginger Tucker to prepare HomeSec for rebellion. But Gil’s train makes an unscheduled, unreported stop in Indianapolis where he meets ARLENE KLAATU, JOAD’s creator. She explains why he must lead the revolution and in a bizarre twist, she introduces him to the man who can help.

After a cathartic visit, Gil is then escorted to Sherman Park, a pitifully poor neighborhood where he is surprised to find the love of his life. Re-energized, he returns to the train station maybe truly committing for the first time in his life. He must save the Union but he has no idea how!

As the train moves out, Gil is confronted by the God’s themselves who explain the unexplainable. Surprisingly, the train arrives back in Washington D.C, not Sacramento and Gil confronts the Chairwoman. After a many twists, Gil is victorious and must replace the Chairwoman and set up the Republic to do the people’s work.

With Joad and some unexpected allies, Gil begins to rebuild America into a caring society, a communitarian effort to provide fairness and security for everyone, to guarantee life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness to all, not just the greedy and the powerful.

 Thus ends Book 4: The Rightness of Things. The Joad Cycle concludes with a new beginning.

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What is the Joad Cycle

The Joad Cycle is a series of dystopian speculative fiction novels set in our America from 2032-2084 after a Constitutional Coup has brought to power an extreme Right Wing, Christian, Libertarian Entrepreneur who is the leader of the new Entrepreneur Party. In this America, business interests rule, government has been marginalized. and the poor and the middle class no longer exist, the result of a massive economic genocide. To survive, every citizen lives to create wealth and should living cost more than they can generate in value to the economy, they are executed. Mostly, this is an Anti-capitalist Love Story.

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This site is mostly fictional and it supports the novels, providing backstory and additional related short stories that take place within the world of the Joad Cycle.

The site offers a Blog and Journal from the perspective of one main character, the hero of the first book, The Golden Rule . This character, Bernie Rosenthal who is very liberal politically, works as Chief Financial Officer for U.S. Angs, a multinational multibillion dollar private corporation owned by Tom Gorman and Tom Morgan, the Toms, who represent ultra Conservative Koch brother types. Bernie is humbled by the tyrannical Toms during the day and finds a release journaling his job frustration. Meanwhile, Bernie's future self, Berne Thau, adds to the blog entries with his perspective, more than 30 years in the future, after money, greed, and the Right Wing revolution end the American Republic .

We are living in trying times. According to Berne Thau, they will get much more difficult.

Why this curmudgeon wrote this story

Every generation, parents tell their children that life was better back when they were young… and the children always scoff.

But now that I have qualified to pass judgment on that age-old warning, now that I’ve been both young and old, I have come to realize that the old have it right and children scoff at their peril though in the ways that American society has been taught to measures success, every generation since maybe the turn of the twentieth century anyway, has had it better.

But with age, and career experience, I have learned that those ways are deceptive and worse, they are wrong. Success is measured based on wealth, conveniences, and life expectancy issues when it should be evaluated on what we hope to be as individuals and what we become as people—the expectancy of life.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been successful enough. For most of my baby boomer life I was comfortable middle class interspersed with a few years of unfortunate decline towards impoverishment, never quite getting there before bootstrapping back to comfort.

For a time, I was a certified member of the 1%—in income though not in wealth. The 1% is a class of people who rule their part of the world and have a lot of confidence that somebody they know rules the rest of it. I wasn’t a one-percenter for many years, but it was a good life until my associations made me believe that I just didn’t want it anymore. I apologize to my family for what I had become and these novels are my penance.

People congratulated me for the success I’d earned as if those less and least successful earned that lack as well. And with the memory of a manufacturing facility in a small, rural, one-employer town in out-of-the-way Northern Maine near the Canadian border closed to improve a bottom line somewhere else, with an American town murdered for earnings per share, I signed off and began to write the The Joad Cycle.

In my research, I came to fear for my family that grew from the narrowest and shallowest possible family tree to three generations deep and two wide. My family is important and so I wrote these novels for them, for their future, for what I dread we have taken from them and will continue to take, long after we are dead.

I live in the Midwest and my friends are good people and I value them. They are conservative and most are Christians and somehow, we argue over unions as if union members aren’t patriotic Americans, too, and besides, what is to be gained by condemning workers in a country of workers. And we disagree on the poor? Social Safety Nets may not be working as well as they could (But how would we know if these Safety Nets are working? It is not as if some brave politician will stand up and precisely define what a win looks like in the freest, richest country in the history of history—and seriously, doesn’t free-form Capitalism deserve the bulk of the blame with its all-encompassing goal of creating winning humans and losing humans).

And discussions on life and death with my conservative friends, life at the very beginning and the very end, and guns and gods…forget about it. But unlike politicians and the media, we are friends so we work around the discomfort and the dislike for the greater good.

My friends are the current version of the salt of the earth and all of us abide by family values above all, even if we can’t agree on them. Good people like us accept a society where too many of our children are handled by strangers during the critical formative years. And in the twilight years too many parents and grandparents are handled by strangers until their money runs out, like sand in an hourglass, their lives extended only so far as Government security or private insurance will grant.

And when Americans finally expire after insufferable pain and embarrassment and to the sighs of sad but relieved loved ones, it reveals the immaturity of the vast majority of the American people who won’t resolve; once and for all, when God’s reason ends life and so they leave that to for-profit resolution. Can’t it just be in the fading twinkle of an ancient woman’s eyes?

But all of this pales to the legacy of GREED! Greed, that race for wealth that is ingrained in us all from television at a too early age that drives us to become economically viable so that with something extra in our paychecks at the end of the week, we can indulge ourselves with gifts, with palliatives, to relieve the pain and discomfort that we feel for doing what we must do to earn what wealth we cab. Greed is the satisfying of artificial and constant cravings.

And those who are considered the best of us, majority stockholders, officers of corporations, politicians, and celebrities all at the top of their respective food chains, they earn their way into the 1% and possessing this true wealth, they gift themselves truly extraordinary palliatives in order to compensate for something deeply unsatisfying within that was once more human, what they lost in the dog-eat-dog world that we all live in.

This is the world that we pass on to our children and our grandchildren. This world is what will own them someday like it owns us today. They are truly greed’s legacy. That too is the basis for my cautionary tale of America’s future, The Joad Cycle.

But I still idealize my youth. I remember what it felt like when I was a boy and so I wrote a grand love story, too.

 

Gary Levey

05/01/2012