Volume 4: White Devil Chapter 254: Jeff murdered the Jews?
When Tommy showed up at Jeff's house again at dinner the next day and enjoyed dinner with everyone, it felt like the family was back on track.
Although Jeff and Jessica's smiles were no longer as natural as before and had become a little stiff, at least when Martin started talking about the itinerary to Coral Street in the South District the day after tomorrow, Jessica was very cooperative. She didn't nag like before and wasn't picky about Marcus's clothing suggestions.
After dinner, Tommy handed Jeff a stack of speech manuscripts: "Read it several times. Although Jews are more practical than veterans, the necessary fluency is still required."
"Tommy...can...can I talk to you?" After taking the stack of manuscript papers, Jeff first glanced at Martin next to him, and then asked Tommy cautiously.
Tommy nodded. "Of course."
While Jeff was getting beer, Tommy handed a manuscript and a room card to Gina, the most beautiful girl in Jeff's family. "Girl, memorize the script this time and act it out. Stephen is waiting for you to rehearse in the hotel. Don't be too busy drooling. I'm sorry to tell you that he can't touch you tonight. In order to let him focus on rehearsing with you, I arranged for four Cuban girls to each suck him twice between lunch and dinner. So even if you take off your clothes and dance in front of him now, I guarantee that he will not be tempted and will only focus on rehearsing."
When Gina heard Tommy's words, she glared at him in dissatisfaction: "You said before that I had a chance to hook up with that rich guy..."
"That's right, but focus on your work first. No one can ask for rewards without paying, right, girl?" Tommy patted Gina's head and said with a smile, then went to the backyard with Jeff.
Jeff handed Tommy a beer, and the two walked to the tree house that Jeff had built for the children in the backyard. Leaning against the ladder, Jeff stammered to Tommy, "Tommy, I...I seem to have messed up everything. Jessica had a big fight with me this morning and asked me to withdraw from the election. Martin didn't object, but the lawyer of his company told me that many veterans were dissatisfied and wanted a refund. I know that all this is my fault and I shouldn't have the idea of backing down, but what Jessica said makes sense. I...I'm not cut out to be a congressman. I can only fix pipes. If it weren't for...I mean if it weren't for you and Martin, even if I became a congressman, I wouldn't know what to say in Congress. After all, since the beginning of the campaign, all my manuscripts were written by you and Martin, and the clothes I wore were chosen by Marcus. I haven't done anything myself."
The big white man, with confusion and fatigue on his face, looked at Tommy sincerely. In his opinion, Tommy was a smart man and a mysterious big shot. Martin, Marcus, and everyone listened to Tommy. Martin also said that Tommy was his biggest financial backer, and if he really withdrew from the election, he would owe Tommy $200,000.
He didn't want Tommy to support his withdrawal from the election and then forgive the $200,000 debt. He just thought that a smart man like Tommy could give him some correct advice at a time when he was a little overwhelmed.
"Jeff, what do you think a corpse would do as a candidate for the House of Representatives? Would it be better than you?" Tommy clinked his beer bottle against the other man's and said with a gentle smile, "I mean a real corpse."
"How is that possible?" Jeff shook his head, obviously thinking Tommy was joking.
Even if I don't understand politics, I am still better than a corpse.
"In Paducah, Kentucky, there was a House of Representatives re-election a year ago. The candidates there were just like were excited and quickly involved in the campaign. After two months, a congressman was finally elected. Guess what happened? The elected congressman had been dead for half a month. He died of a sudden heart attack. In other words, everyone went crazy for so long and elected a corpse as a congressman. What's even more exaggerated is that the family didn't officially announce the death of the deceased until the ballot registration was completed and the deceased was announced as elected." Tommy's hand groped the wooden ladder that Jeff made for the children and said,
"Is it weird?"
Jeff nodded. "Why? I mean... it's really weird, but the person is dead, why... why not tell everyone? Let everyone vote for someone else?"
"Because his death was made public after his election, the U.S. Constitution created a vacant seat in the Democratic Party of the House of Representatives, and the Democratic Paducah Committee, where he was, could directly appoint another Democrat to fill his position to ensure that it would not fall into the hands of his opponents. What's more interesting is that the person who succeeded the deceased was previously a strong opponent in his party, so when he took over the position, all the promises that the deceased had made to the voters who supported him were invalidated. Therefore, the corpse was given all the honors that could be given to him by the Paducah Democratic Committee last year. Why? Because in the eyes of the Democratic Party, this corpse did an excellent job as a candidate." Tommy climbed a few steps of the ladder and then sat on it. From his angle, he could just see Gina's bedroom window:
"That's why I asked you, who do you think is better, you or that corpse?"
“I don’t know…” Jeff thought for a moment, then looked up at Tommy’s butt and asked, “So, I should be like a corpse too?”
Tommy didn't say anything. He saw Gina taking the manuscript back to the bedroom. The girl was bold and unrestrained. Not only did she change her clothes without closing the curtains and windows, but she even changed her clothes facing Tommy even though she saw him sitting on the tree ladder. Unfortunately, she was obviously angry that Tommy let other women drain Stephen dry, so she deliberately exposed half of her clothes and put them back on. Then she raised her middle finger at Tommy and closed the curtains directly.
"What did you say just now, Jeff?" Tommy finally came back to his senses from the white visual effects, looked down at Jeff below and asked.
"I mean, do I have to be like a corpse too?" Jeff obviously didn't notice why Tommy was distracted just now, and repeated his words obediently.
"If even a corpse can be elected, why can't you who love this country and love life? What happened this morning scared you and Jessica. I will criticize Martin for this, but politics is like this. Politicians have to be responsible to the donors who pay the money, such as those veterans who use money to support you, such as me. You want to leave now, what about our losses? So if politicians withdraw from the election, they can either pay for the repayment of the donations themselves, or your Democratic Party is willing to repay the donations on your behalf. If neither is possible, then there is only one last option left, which is not only to withdraw from the election, but also to withdraw from this world." Tommy lowered his head, looked Jeff straight in the eyes, and spoke.
Jeff was frightened by Tommy's tone. He shuddered and looked back at Tommy at a loss.
Tommy grinned and patted Jeff's broad shoulders condescendingly. "I'm kidding. You're not cut out to be a politician , Jeff. I knew that the day I met you. You went to Washington just to tell everyone that the earth is flat and that the world was created by God. Now you want to tell the veterans about the poor medical situation. After doing all this, you'll go back to your previous life. I think so too. So, believe me, you'll get what you want and return to your previous life. I never lie to truly good people, and you are a truly good person."
"Thank you, Tommy. Of course I believe you." Jeff breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled. "Jessica said you must have a way, let me talk to you, and she said that as long as we don't take away our house and don't send our children to a foster family, she promises not to lose her temper with me running for election again."
"That won't happen." Tommy said firmly, "As long as you do the right thing."
…
Coral Street in the South District has been a gathering place for Jews since 1915. By 1930, as the number of settled Jews increased, it even expanded to the nearby Ocho Street. However, there were no legendary capitalists among the Jewish community that settled here. Most of them were ordinary small business people from generation to generation.
Jeff, Jessica and their four children were standing in the Coral Street Park in formal attire. Jeff was holding a large loudspeaker and reading his speech to the passers-by around him. Jessica and the children were holding Jeff's campaign flyers, ready to hand out to people who stopped to get to know him.
However, it was only nine o'clock in the morning, and neither the tourists passing by nor the Jewish shop owners on the street were interested in what Jeff was talking about. Only two police officers who were assigned to maintain order at the rally were yawning not far away and discussing what to eat for lunch.
Martin sat in the business car he rented in the distance, leaning his head out of the window and observing Jeff's family's movements through a telescope. He said to Tommy who was calm and composed beside him, "Boss, are you sure you don't need to call a few dozen veterans to help Jeff hold up the scene? That scene is so shabby... It's like the savings of most niggers."
Seeing that Tommy ignored him, Martin continued to observe Jeff with the telescope, and continued to mutter: "And you asked me to invite BT's local contracted TV station to report, but let Paige be responsible for contacting the TV station's people. The TV station's reporters and Paige have not been seen until now. What did I say, Boss, white people are unreliable, only black people are the most reliable. You should trust Paige less. He is too much. I feel for you... What The Fuck!"
Martin saw an elderly white couple with a boy appearing in the park, surrounded by seven or eight TV reporters with cameras. The most exaggerated thing was that the old woman was wearing a black long skirt that went below her knees and a traditional Jewish headscarf on her head, while the little boy next to her was wearing a small and exquisite Jewish hat.
The old woman walked up to Jeff, who was reading his speech, and yelled, "Liar! Get out of here! You're a liar! You're all liars!"
Jeff looked at the three uninvited guests with a blank face, quickly put down the horn, and said to them: "Excuse me, ma'am, did you recognize the wrong person?"
Unexpectedly, the old woman directly picked up Jeff's speaker, turned around, turned on the switch, and shouted to the surroundings: "Don't vote for the Democratic Party! Don't vote for anyone from the Democratic Party! They are murdering Jews! Everyone! Pay attention! Someone is murdering Jews!"
Not only Jeff's family was stunned by the old woman's words, but the two policemen who were slacking off were also startled by the old woman's words and trotted over from the police car to find out what was going on. The tourists on the surrounding streets and the Jewish owners of nearby shops were also attracted by these words. When they saw clearly that it was an elderly man of the same ethnic group wearing a Jewish headscarf who shouted these words, they hurried over and quickly formed a circle around them.
Several local shop owners wearing Jewish hats looked at Jeff with a bad look and asked the old woman carefully, "Ma'am, what happened? Did he hurt you?"
The reporters and cameras from the TV station recorded the entire scene.
"You are unlikely to spend money to advertise on TV that Jeff killed Jews, right, Boss?" Martin threw away the binoculars in his hand, his face full of anger and a bit of surprise, looked at Tommy and said loudly: "The only answer I can think of is that Page is actually a supporter of the Republican Party. He betrayed you. What are you waiting for? I can buy you a defibrillator right now, even if I have to pay for it myself."
Tommy opened the car door and got out, walking slowly towards the scene: "Jeff didn't kill the Jews, and the Democrats didn't kill the Jews, but someone in the Democratic Party killed the Jews, so it can be said that Jeff and the Democrats are accomplices, unless they prove their innocence."
