Parking Violations Now
Recovered: 01.31.05
Fade In:
OFFICER (v.o.)
"Harrison, shit. I'm still only in Harrison. Every time I think I'm going to wake up back in the East Lake. When I was home after my first tour, it was worse. I'd wake up and there'd be nothing... I hardly said a word to my wife until I said yes to a divorce. When I was here I wanted to be there. When I was there, all I could think of was getting back into the jungle. I've been here a week now. Waiting for a mission, getting softer. Every minute I stay in this room I get weaker. And every minute the Crips squat in the projects they get stronger. Each time I look around the walls move in a little tighter.
I was going to the worst place in the world, and I didn't even know it yet. Hours away and hundreds of meters up a river that snaked through the war like a main circuit cable and plugged straight into Brazzell. It was no accident that I got to be the caretaker of Anna Brazzell's memory, any more than being back in Harrison was an accident."
CHIEF
"Officer, you heard of Ms. Anna Brazzell ?"
OFFICER
"No, sir. Not personally."
CHIEF
"You have worked a lot on your own, haven't you ?"
OFFICER
"Yes, sir. I have."
CHIEF
"Your report specifies patrol, intelligence, counter-intelligence,with Fox Sector."
OFFICER
"I'm not presently disposed to discuss these operations, sir."
CHIEF
"Did you not work for the CIA in Alton Park?"
OFFICER
"No, sir."
CHIEF
"I thought we'd have a bite of lunch while we talk. I hope you brought a good appetite with you. You have a bad forehead wound there, are you wounded?"
OFFICER
"A little fishing accident on R&R, sir."
CHIEF
"Fishing on R&R... But you're feeling fit, ready for duty ?"
OFFICER
"Yes, Chief. Very much so sir."
CHIEF
"Todd, would you play that tape for the officer, please. Listen carefully."
ON TAPE
"October 9th, 0430 hours, sector Union 2."
CHIEF
"This was monitored out of Red Bank. This has been verifiedas Ms. Brazzell's voice."
ANNA BRAZZELL (on tape)
"I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream. That's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor, and surviving. "
ON TAPE
"11th transmission, December 30th, 0500 hours, sector Union 1."
BRAZZELL (on tape)
"We must kill them. We must incinerate them. Ticket after ticket, meter after meter, parking space after parking space, Police Service Tech after Police Service Tech. And they call me a double parker. What do you call it when the double parkers accuse the double parkers? They lie.. they lie and we have to be merciful for those who lie. Those nabobs. I hate them. How I hate them..."
CHIEF
"Anna Brazzell was one of the most outstanding citizens this city has ever produced. She was a brilliant and outstanding in every way and she was a good woman too. Humanitarian woman, woman of wit, of humor. She joined the UnumProvident. After that her ideas, parking methods have become unsound... Unsound.
Now she's crossed to Red Bank with her Comfyshoe army, who worship the woman, like a god, and follow every order however ridiculous. You see Officer... In this war, things get confused out there, power, ideals, the old morality, and practical parking necessity. Out there with these natives it must be a temptation to be god. Because there's a conflict in every human heart between the rational and the irrational, between feeding the meter and ignoring it, between good and evil. The good does not always triumph. Sometimes the dark side overcomes what Lincoln called ‘the better angels of our nature’, and we park wherever and however we want to, without due payment or regard for others. Every woman has got a breaking point. You and I have. Anna Brazzell has reached hers. And very obviously, she has gone insane."
OFFICER
"Yes sir, very much so sir. Obviously insane."
CHIEF
"Your mission is to proceed up the Mountain Creek in a Chattanooga Ducks boat. Pick up Brazzell's path at The Orange Hut, follow it, learn what you can along the way. When you find her infiltrate her team by whatever means available and terminate the Brazzell’s command."
OFFICER
"Terminate? Brazzell?"
CHIEF
"She's out there parking without any decent restraint. Totally beyond the pale of any acceptable human conduct. And she is still in the office commanding her troops."
TODD WOMACK
"Terminate with extreme prejudice."
CHIEF
"You understand Officer...that this operation does not exist, nor will it ever exist."
In the cruiser:
OFFICER (v.o.)
"How many people had I already killed? There was that one I know about for sure. Close enough to blow their last breath in my face. But this time it was a local and a woman. That wasn't supposed to make any difference to me, but it did. Shit...charging a woman with improper parking in this place was like handing out speeding tickets in the Indy 500. I took the mission. What the hell else was I gonna do? But I didn't know what I'd do when I found her."
Fade In:
OFFICER (v.o.)
"Harrison, shit. I'm still only in Harrison. Every time I think I'm going to wake up back in the East Lake. When I was home after my first tour, it was worse. I'd wake up and there'd be nothing... I hardly said a word to my wife until I said yes to a divorce. When I was here I wanted to be there. When I was there, all I could think of was getting back into the jungle. I've been here a week now. Waiting for a mission, getting softer. Every minute I stay in this room I get weaker. And every minute the Crips squat in the projects they get stronger. Each time I look around the walls move in a little tighter.
I was going to the worst place in the world, and I didn't even know it yet. Hours away and hundreds of meters up a river that snaked through the war like a main circuit cable and plugged straight into Brazzell. It was no accident that I got to be the caretaker of Anna Brazzell's memory, any more than being back in Harrison was an accident."
CHIEF
"Officer, you heard of Ms. Anna Brazzell ?"
OFFICER
"No, sir. Not personally."
CHIEF
"You have worked a lot on your own, haven't you ?"
OFFICER
"Yes, sir. I have."
CHIEF
"Your report specifies patrol, intelligence, counter-intelligence,with Fox Sector."
OFFICER
"I'm not presently disposed to discuss these operations, sir."
CHIEF
"Did you not work for the CIA in Alton Park?"
OFFICER
"No, sir."
CHIEF
"I thought we'd have a bite of lunch while we talk. I hope you brought a good appetite with you. You have a bad forehead wound there, are you wounded?"
OFFICER
"A little fishing accident on R&R, sir."
CHIEF
"Fishing on R&R... But you're feeling fit, ready for duty ?"
OFFICER
"Yes, Chief. Very much so sir."
CHIEF
"Todd, would you play that tape for the officer, please. Listen carefully."
ON TAPE
"October 9th, 0430 hours, sector Union 2."
CHIEF
"This was monitored out of Red Bank. This has been verifiedas Ms. Brazzell's voice."
ANNA BRAZZELL (on tape)
"I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream. That's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor, and surviving. "
ON TAPE
"11th transmission, December 30th, 0500 hours, sector Union 1."
BRAZZELL (on tape)
"We must kill them. We must incinerate them. Ticket after ticket, meter after meter, parking space after parking space, Police Service Tech after Police Service Tech. And they call me a double parker. What do you call it when the double parkers accuse the double parkers? They lie.. they lie and we have to be merciful for those who lie. Those nabobs. I hate them. How I hate them..."
CHIEF
"Anna Brazzell was one of the most outstanding citizens this city has ever produced. She was a brilliant and outstanding in every way and she was a good woman too. Humanitarian woman, woman of wit, of humor. She joined the UnumProvident. After that her ideas, parking methods have become unsound... Unsound.
Now she's crossed to Red Bank with her Comfyshoe army, who worship the woman, like a god, and follow every order however ridiculous. You see Officer... In this war, things get confused out there, power, ideals, the old morality, and practical parking necessity. Out there with these natives it must be a temptation to be god. Because there's a conflict in every human heart between the rational and the irrational, between feeding the meter and ignoring it, between good and evil. The good does not always triumph. Sometimes the dark side overcomes what Lincoln called ‘the better angels of our nature’, and we park wherever and however we want to, without due payment or regard for others. Every woman has got a breaking point. You and I have. Anna Brazzell has reached hers. And very obviously, she has gone insane."
OFFICER
"Yes sir, very much so sir. Obviously insane."
CHIEF
"Your mission is to proceed up the Mountain Creek in a Chattanooga Ducks boat. Pick up Brazzell's path at The Orange Hut, follow it, learn what you can along the way. When you find her infiltrate her team by whatever means available and terminate the Brazzell’s command."
OFFICER
"Terminate? Brazzell?"
CHIEF
"She's out there parking without any decent restraint. Totally beyond the pale of any acceptable human conduct. And she is still in the office commanding her troops."
TODD WOMACK
"Terminate with extreme prejudice."
CHIEF
"You understand Officer...that this operation does not exist, nor will it ever exist."
In the cruiser:
OFFICER (v.o.)
"How many people had I already killed? There was that one I know about for sure. Close enough to blow their last breath in my face. But this time it was a local and a woman. That wasn't supposed to make any difference to me, but it did. Shit...charging a woman with improper parking in this place was like handing out speeding tickets in the Indy 500. I took the mission. What the hell else was I gonna do? But I didn't know what I'd do when I found her."
posted by Longshot! [Sane] at 6:25 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home