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    Free Will Death, Tyranny and The Pursuit of Power
    Free Will Death, Tyranny and The Pursuit of Power
    Free Will Death, Tyranny and The Pursuit of Power
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    Free Will Death, Tyranny and The Pursuit of Power

    By John Leister

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    1975.  An alternate take.

     

    When thirty-five year old hedonist Wade Brewster wakes up from a five-year coma,

    he discovers that America, the land of the free, has become the land of Carlton Wolff,

    the wealthiest man in the world, who has successfully bribed and blackmailed his

    way to becoming the most powerful man in the world.

    Wade's life suddenly has new meaning.

    He will do whatever he can, within his moral code, to end Wolff's reign of tyranny,

    once and for all.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJohn Leister
    Release dateAug 26, 2023
    ISBN9798223161608
    Free Will Death, Tyranny and The Pursuit of Power

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      Free Will Death, Tyranny and The Pursuit of Power - John Leister

      1975.  A Different Take.

      CHAPTER ONE

      FROM THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF CARLTON WOLFF—GLORIOUS LEADER-FOR-LIFE

      Some men are destined for greatness.

      I’m one of them.

      I guess you could say, whoever you are, reading this, and I thank you, that I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth.

      My father, Jackson Wolff, was a Wyoming coal  miner who penny-pinched, lived his life with the frugality of a monk and played the stock market with the luck of a leprechaun, even though he and my mother came to America from England, not Ireland.

      He didn’t just put on a blindfold and throw darts at a dartboard.

      He did his homework.

      He knew how to get inside-information and he used it to his advantage.

      Many of his friends, like Lou Lefty Decker and Vito Sourpuss Vincenzo were ruthless gangsters—according to the law.

      But I revered and adored them as much as my father.

      Any time a kid at school decided to make me his pinata at Dale Carnegie Private School, his father would earn a present from Lefty or Sourpuss.

      In one case, that father went to an early grave.

      I quickly became the most popular kid in school.

      CHAPTER TWO

      FROM THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF CARLTON WOLFF-GLORIOUS LEADER-FOR-LIFE

      (Continuing...)

      All the boys wanted to be my best friend. 

      The jocks, the losers and the brains, each and every one of them.

      The girls, too.

      I never had to study and I never had to do homework.

      When I was a freshman, there was this one math teacher who insisted on failing me.

      The day after a visit to his home from Lefty and Sourpuss, that F magically transformed into an A.

      It only took two broken fingers.

      My mother, Abigail, was the sweetest woman.

      She never complained and she stayed home, like every good woman should, and raised me and my brother, Cliff.

      Cliff?  What am I going to do with you?

      You’re stupid and you’re lazy and you’re an alcoholic.

      I’ve never touched the stuff and I never will.

      I’ve seen it ruin enough lives.  It keeps me on the straight-and-narrow; at least in that sense.

      I’ll get back to Cliff, later, assuming in advance that he has a later.

      Mom taught us how to read and write.

      Dad taught us history.

      I quickly became an avid admirer of men like Hitler, Stalin and Pol Pot.

      I admired men who had a vision and didn’t allow anything to stop them from bringing that vision to fruition.

      I attended NYU in 1965 and graduated in 1969, with a law degree.

      I was a court-appointed defense attorney, when I was twenty-two.

      I loved it!

      I won every case and even kept good old Lefty and Sourpuss out of the slammer, even though the evidence against them was iron-clad.

      Meanwhile, as they say in those moronic comic books my brother Cliff still reads, Dad, on his forty-fifth birthday quit his mining job and started, with a loan from his bank, his own mining company:  Wolff Mining.

      He became a millionaire, then a billionaire within ten years.

      The fact that he had guys like Lefty and Sourpuss, who were blindly loyal to him, and all too happy to strongarm anyone who stood in Dad’s way, helped him blast to the stratosphere of wealth and success.

      He was unstoppable.

      When he died in 1972, after a heart attack, he left everything to me, which devastated Cliff.

      He always has and always will live in a state of denial.

      I had not interest in running

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