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Donaldson. This was the inspiration for the story.
“Get action,” Roosevelt said about killing zombies. “Seize the moment. Man was never intended to become an oyster.”
And Roosevelt is no oyster as he squeezes the trigger of his yellow Remington ESX Laser, and the beam of concentrated energy splits open a space zombie’s brain, killing him for good.
“I am not leading this fight as a matter of aesthetic pleasure,” Roosevelt said. “I am leading because someone must lead or else the fight will not be made at all.”
The United States, as well as the United Nations are at a standstill as to what to do. The Republicans want to blow them all up. The Democrats want to make them citizens. Neither side can seem to compromise.
At the moment, Roosevelt is the only one protecting Earth from the impending space zombie invasion, but he realizes he can’t do it alone. He is begging world leaders, especially American leaders, to get involved.
“A typical vice of American politics is the avoidance of saying anything real on real issues,” Roosevelt said. “Do what you can, with what you have, where you are. Don't hit at all if it is honorably possible to avoid hitting; but never hit soft.”