Welcome to the Weekly Challenge Number Two Hundred and Twelve, where I post a topic and then challenge you to come up with a 100 word story based on that topic.
The topic this week was… was…. um…
It’s Flagrant Disregard and Historical Inaccuracy!
VOTING
Go ahead and listen to them and then vote for your favorites (multiple selections are allowed):
Jeffrey
“Mr. Finster. We have to talk.”
“Ok What about?”
“Well, we’re going to have to let you go.”
“What? But why? No, you can’t let me go, you need me. I am your best writer.”
“Well there have been some questions raised about your most recent work, about some historical inaccuracies.”
“But, no one writes histories like I do.”
“That is the problem Mr. Finster, no one writes them like that. You seem to have a flagrant disregard for facts. For example, when writing a fourth-grade text book you can’t call Columbus’ boats the Nina, the Kimberly and the Merciless.”
Zachmann
I was at Barnes and Nobel ordering a copy of Moon People by Dale M courtney and saw an educational audio book my teens would like. Upon listing we found it historically inaccurate and had a flagrant disregard for facts much like cable television news. The audio maps did not help me one bit. I mentioned those facts to teens who said you Know this is primarily for entertainment? Right? Considering the source, yes. The CD is Our Dumb World: The Onion’s Atlas of the Planet Earth 73 Edition. I wondered if I should have bought the 72nd Edition first.
Terry
“Have you actually read this; it is appalling?” The President dropped the book on to the desk.
“I am sorry sir; I didn’t know.” The advisor reached for the book but the President slammed his hand down on it.
“Civilian deaths, theft, rape, war crimes of all kinds.” He shook his head. “How could we allow such a thing to happen?” The President lowered himself into his chair. He paused for a moment and read the page the book had opened to. “We should have stopped it.”
“Yes sir, sorry sir.”
“This author has a flagrant disregard for historical inaccuracy.”
Norval Joe
Commander Lorantelle leaned back in a chair, stretched out his legs and smiled. He hadn’t gotten nearly as much information from the girl as he expected he would. However, this boy, Derrick, seemed to know just how to flip her switches.
“We have a flagrant disregard for individual rights and freedoms?” she asked the slender dark haired boy. Incredulity rang in her words as she continued, “It’s your people, not mine, that have perpetuated historical inaccuracies to bolster your tenuous house of cards.”
Derrick winked, “Join us, Amy. You can change us. That’s why you’re here, and you know it.”
Justin
“Who is that ruffian making a racket?”
Abe turned from the actors on the stage who were performing ‘Our American Cousin.’
He saw a man loudly sending a telegraph from his seat, the clicking and clacking drowning out the voices from the stage.
“I say, man, turn off your telegraph and watch the play!”
The man scowled.
“Screw you, high hat!”
Indignantly, Abe drew a gun and fired, but the bullet hit a pillar right by the man’s head.
The man returned fire, striking Abe in the head.
The crowd surged to capture the man, but he managed to escape.
TJ
Thomas Jefferson was born in 5185. Not the Thomas Jefferson. He was born Mark Marbury, He wasn’t the Thomas Jefferson until he’d installed Jeffmod into the 40Tb iTex fused to his cerebral cortex and set timelog for 1765, in fact creating the time anomaly that killed the Founder and his sister.
The right age and look, Marbury was able to step into his life easily, blaming “the grief” at “losing his sister” for most faux pas. The time machine itself was disguised as the dome at Monticello, the design that inspired young Marbury to start building it — 3,415 years later.
PLANET Z
My profile says that I have a flagrant disregard for policy and procedure.
I don’t care. When a job needs to get done, I get it done.
The policy says that when we come across burial grounds, we stop all excavation and demolition so that archivists can examine and catalog the remains.
That delay isn’t covered by my contract, so when I miss the deadline because this undocumented cemetery gets in the way of a freeway or an apartment complex, it kills my performance bonus.
So, doc, you’ve got a choice: sweep these corpses under the rug, or join them.