The Schedule - Day 1354

The Schedule Day 1354

9/15/2026

A Lifetime of perfectly articulated nuance will always hold the Axiom true - never meet your heroes.

The Axum are the residents of Axiom City

“Start with music to set the tone, then introduce a pretty face and finally - the timbre of the voice. This is how you set up messaging.”

I hope you happen to you - the offer you cannot refuse. Your wishes, your dreams, your reality and everything you try to do to avoid being anything other than… you

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“Why are we doing this?”

“Because if you don’t, I am going to do it to you.”

Part Two, the setup for the kill shot.

“Why do you think you are here? Because you are some kind of expert marksman? We own the best of those. You are one of many. You are not special. You are above average, but a B+ is not an A.”

“Actually, it is, if you think about what you just said.”

“Don’t ask ‘why’ , just shoot the guy. And if you don’t, then I will shoot you.”

“So you are ‘the guy’.” “Why don’t you just shoot him?”

“Because now you are here…” ‘We hired you to do a job.”

“You hired me to perform a function.”

“Very good, Chomsky. We hired you to perform a function.”

Chomsky turned around, took the position and sighted the target spot through the scope.

“At 4:32,” the Commander continued, “The target will arrive at that position. There is a suspect on the floor below who will be arrested following the completion of this mission. You will leave this room following me to the street and we will proceed in opposite directions. You will continue to the destination we discussed. Do you know where you are going?”

“Yes.”

“Good. You have 3 minutes and 22 seconds.”

Chomsky pulled away from the scope and looked out the window to the sky above. Everything has been checked. Rifle sighted, mission instructions complete. “Will you meet me at my destination?”

2:42 seconds

“Chomsky, just drop the 3 foot putt and follow direction.”

He remembered something an ‘instructor’ who, apparently hated to be direct, once told the class about using as few words as possible while demonstrating as many words as necessary.

Chomsky lined up to the scope again. There is a certain type of romance between a shooter and his weapon. There is an art to the trigger pull that some shooters just do not understand. A Pro does not blame the firearm for lack of his ability to shoot. Chomsky watched the movements of his commander standing behind him in the reflection from the window before him.

“22 seconds” the commander said, looking down at his phone, as Chomsky pulled a handgun from his person and turned around and shot him in the face.

When you understand the fundamentals of basic physics as it pertains to a firearm or a rocket piercing the near atmosphere of ‘outer space’ you understand the trajectory, or can at least realistically imagine what it feels like to pull the trigger and understand the effects of your words.

The target was not the mission, the mission was the target.

Mission complete.

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Rob walked home from the requiem of his job at the Equity Store, Where Quality goes to die.

He could not find his last remaining belt that morning in his apartment full of nothing. Alas, ‘it is only fair’ at the Equity Store that employees are not allowed to purchase the items for sale there marketed toward a ‘good will’ community because ‘it is only fair’ according to the charitable organization that a ‘charity case’ working for the store cannot purchase a belt to hold up their drooping pants as they starve to death because of the slave wages they earn while working there because it would be unfair to the customers who foolishly believe that posting a ‘retail’ posit right next to a donation door somehow suggests that the items in question are actually ‘for sale’ and that when they line up in front of the cash registers, apparently, just because they are there, to purchase those items, that their purchase is, in fact, a donation and on top of that, the cashiers are instructed to ask for an additional donation on top of the purchase - just asking if they, the customer, would like to give the company that does not allow their own employees to buy a fucking belt to hold up their fucking pants at the store where they fucking work, more money, just because.

Those are the rules. The most improved and one of the top grossing sales locations of the Equity Store Enterprise claiming to be a charitable organization believes that the government subsidized minimum wage they pay their employees will disrupt their mission and vision statements with regard to community outreach if they treat their employees like anything more than fucking dirt.

On his way home from work, Rob started to itch. That is what happens when you work at the Equity Store.