Below is a portion of that opening, set in the hills in the United States, in these times.
This is Iowa.
Where if you pick it up - you don't have to buy it - and all our weather men are nice ... and quiet.
- Mike
From Terror Nation, published by Mainstay Press:
"Some of the White Sox had heard of the Weathermen from the 1960s. There were none in the White Sox that the acting student knew of.
They would have to be a hundred years old.
Most of the White Sox were young, not unlike the Weathermen, he figured.
They left college to pursue a valiant, necessary adventure to fight the Republicans, the Red Sox.
Maybe the students heard a rebel recruiter speak at a coffee shop near campus or in the toasty home of a sympathetic, comfortably detached professor.
The rebels formed armed resistance groups, "ARGs," in the Sierra Nevada mountains of California, near Sacramento, just outside of Aspen, near Branson, in the Appalachians, twelve miles from Roanoke, and were moving to organize in the Green Mountains of Vermont, either on the outskirts of Rutland, Burlington, or Bennington.
... the lights shifted and the snipers adjusted their poses. They slithered on their bellies.
Shots zipped, flicked at the hard dirt, zinged off stones.
The actor gripped the philosopher by the shoulders. They exchanged wide-eyed looks.
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