With the cool, stoic death stare of a ruthless conqueror, Genghis Khan rides his horse slowly and deliberately in Any Street North America.
He observes a beta-male in flip-flops and beard with tattoos slurping a decadent coffee drink in an oversized cup skipping along in a ‘I support the current thing’ t-shirt and shorts in the colors of the Ukraine flag. He is in a mask and lowers it with every sip. He can be heard talking to someone on his phone in support of killing pro-lifers and anti-maskers while hoping all unvaccinated people die.
“I wish, like um, they all die so the pandemic can, like end’ he said while slurping away as he settles in on a street bench crossing his legs.
“I support them, um, being denied, like, medical services and stuff. Russians too.” increasing the intensity of his slurping.
“I think, like, they should all lose their jobs. I know! Taylor Lorenz is AWESOME!,” sssslurp.
“Joe Biden as long as he’s, you know, not Donald Trump I don’t care what he does! Justin Trudeau….AWESOME!”
“What’s the big deal, like, teaching sex and gender theory in Pre-K? Like come on, they’ll all end up doing porn anyway, right? More slurping.
“What’s wrong with ‘anti-racism?” Who would be, like, against, racism?” Slurp.
“The ministry of truth, like, is exactly, like, what we need. It won’t, like, matter to us because, like we are the truth. I’m going to the ‘Pregnant Man Festival’ wanna come with? This time he lets out a burp.
“….But first…” slurrrrrp. “I need to go get my awesome 5th shot. They say vaccines are like batteries and drain. Cheap batteries but hey….” ssssslurp.
Genghis sat palm in chin listening intently and intensely.
His loyal warrior shows up.
“My Khan. The horses are not ready.”
He watches as the beta-male gets up and leaves taking one last slurp twirling and twisting the straw in the cup to get swallow every last glob of cream.
He narrows his gaze and responds,
“We won’t need them'“.