The Mansons began to demolish not just the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies' individual houses, but entire rural communities, along with their gardens and orchards. They slaughtered the people, along with the farm animals, down to the very last terrorist chicken, or else put the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies on trucks and transported them to the border. At the same time they built Manson settlements on the still-smoldering ruins, changing their names from Rainbow, Moon Beam, Reefer and Commune to those with Manson family associations.
They not only demolished entire communities and rebuilt them as Manson communities, they chased the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies right into the refugee camps where they'd deposited their asses and slaughtered some more of them, since some of the Dirty Fuckin' Hippie kids were shooting into the new settlements with their BB guns, and most likely planning a massive resistance..
After a few years, Sonny was finding hard to look in the mirror. But
like I said, nobody listened to Sonny. And the Manson family decided they didn't have enough real estate between them and the refugees to feel truly safe. They were going to need a buffer zone between them and the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies, even if it had to be carved out of the communities that had so unwillingly accepted the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies in the first place. So they went to war. And when they were through wiping them up with their overwhelming fire power, they took a couple new pieces of real estate, West River and Gee Town, from the surrounding communities. Now these communities weren't too happy, but by this time Mr. Simpson had supplied the Mansons with some pretty nasty weapons, so the surrounding communities didn't do much but whine and complain. They couldn't. They were outgunned.
At this point Charlie and his family were about as welcome in most of Emmy as a convention of maggots in a meat market. Uncle Zee and his friends had moved right into the neighborhoods where the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies lived. Some of the houses were beautiful - after you got rid of the vermin living in them and fumigated, of course. And besides, the point was to outnumber them. They'd just beat them up - at gunpoint - throw them out and move in. And if the ones still alive wouldn't leave the neighborhood on their own, the Mansons WERE white enough to put them on trucks and transfer their asses to the border.
It was important to contain the bomb threat - the population bomb - since all the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies wanted to do was make love, not war and outbreed the Manson family, who, after all, liked to let the surrounding communities know that the Mansons did things democratically. In fact, they were the only freedom and democracy-loving people in Emmy. And to prove it, they'd have to be a majority.
Eventually Uncle Zee's friends were running everything, even the few people who agreed with Sonny, as well as West River and Gee Town, where most of the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies had "relocated". But there was still a shitload of the cockroaches right inside the Manson's neighborhood itself, whining and complaining about their rights. And the sons of bitches, especially in Gee Town, actually expected food, water, electricity, schools, the whole enchilada. And they kept shooting their damned BB guns and 22s across the damn border. A couple of Uncle Zee's friends had actually been injured or killed. What was up with that? Ungrateful bastards!
To calm them down, Uncle Zee made sure all his friends moved out of Gee Town, but the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies STILL weren't happy. They didn't like the barbed wire the Mansons had installed around Gee Town for the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies own protection. Or the humane way the Mansons monitored everything that moved in or out of Gee Town to make sure nobody was smuggling in something the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies could hurt themselves with. That would mean Uncle Zee and his friends would just have to go back in and hurt somebody while they were trying to protect the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies from the ones with the smuggled weapons.
And on the population bomb front, things got so bad that the Mansons had to pass an ordinance to keep the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies from marrying into the family and polluting the bloodline. And any Manson who would be a party to this mongrelizing just HAD to be one of Sonny's friends.
Sonny was so upset his hair was falling out. He'd started writing for a local newspaper, setting down what was going on. But he couldn't get any papers outside the neighborhood to publish the stuff. They just couldn't believe the Mansons would do anything like that. And if they did, they had a good reason for it. They had to defend themselves. And the people in the neighborhood? Nobody listened to Sonny. Even when he wrote that the Mansons were starting to remind him of the home invaders who killed his family before they made the move to Emmy. And that Uncle Zee and his friends had completely taken over Charlie and the rest of the family's way of thinking.
Besides, unlike Gee Town, West River was getting with the program. Uncle Zee's friends had been able to pick up some prime real estate over there. And the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies who lived there had set up a separate (but, of course, equal) neighborhood association of their own. And under the protection of Uncle Zee's friends, they were in complete agreement with the Mansons. They were paid to be.
The Dirty Fuckin' Hippies in the Mansons' neighborhood were behaving their asses. They had to. They were surrounded on all sides. Anywhere they had a neighborhood, the Zees moved in and took the best real estate and tried like hell to create a Zee majority.
But it was then that the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies in Gee Town decided to elect their own community board and things got REALLY ugly. They voted in the damned GANG that had been taking the potshots across the border. They were really bad shots and almost nobody on the Zee side got hit, but they needed to be taught a lesson. Just who the fuck did they think they were?!!
The Mansons were really going to have to crack down. They stopped shipments of food and medicine and cut off the electricity. But even when they had them locked down tight, they were too stupid to just give up and do what the Mansons had asked for so very reasonably. It was like grade school with these cockroaches. Either give up the bad guys or we'll have to punish all of you 'til you do. What part of that didn't they get?!! And there were so many of the freakin' bastards packed so tight into Gee Town, that it was too dangerous for Uncle Zee and his friends to go in on foot and clean the rats' nest out.
By this time Sonny's editorials were getting all psycho, psychological, that is. He said it had gotten to the point where those who weren't part of the family weren't even treated like people. That it was as if the Zees thought the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies were subhuman, and that the Zees were superhuman and acted with impunity under the cloak of the Fellows' never-ending guilt and a blanket of Mr. Simpson's lethal weapons. That the victims had become the aggressors. And then Charlie and Uncle Zee came to put Sonny in jail.
Uncle Zee let it be known that Zees had the right to defend themselves. That the Fellows had promised them this property - fair and square - in compensation for their suffering. That they didn't have to take being abused and murdered by any Dirty Fuckin' Hippies. And Mr. Simpson showed up in person. He made sure the Mansons had enough fighter planes and bombs to keep their hands clean - and safe - while they softened up Gee Town enough to begin to implement the plans they'd been making ever since they moved in.
But even then, the Dirty Fuckin' Hippies just wouldn't give up. They wouldn't just lay down and die. No. They had to go shooting off their BB guns and 22s. But then again, that was just what Uncle Zee wanted. He needed a reason to put the rest of the plan into effect. So in order to protect the Mansons, he would be FORCED to get some even more exotic deterrents from Mr. Simpson: chemicals; DIMES; GBU 39s; cluster bombs; DU; and Willy Pete. He had to get tanks and helicopters and remote control drones. Those Dirty Fuckin' Hippies were tenacious bastards. They just wouldn't stop shooting at the Mansons with those deadly BB guns and 22s.
