1st London dispatch:
When the filthy rich bargain successfully for less and less taxes ~ and the poor multiply and get more and more poor ~ somebody has got to lose.
“But not I,” says Road, who is another poor boy on the block. Then he hollers, “Riot!”
And a thousand voices answer.
It seems about 1,200 people, mostly young folks, were arrested for rioting-related causes in London earlier this dog-month of August. I don’t know too much about London, that’s for sure. But where I’m from, August is the hottest month of the year.
The young American outlaw, Road, from the bygone anti-war days of the Vietnam War, is seeking passage to London via an olde short novel. He doesn’t want to foment riot, but to spice the riotous town with, well, more pizazz than it undoubtedly already has…
(to be continued)
a short novel