| In Such An Hour | page 10 |
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It could have been worse. What did I say? Molly grabbed me as I swam
up the Floor in a kind of thick bubble. She "snuck" me out of the building by
a route that took us under the House. I remember blubbering that the bill had
"no doubt" passed. Molly didn't think so. She thought that, "besides, a new
technicality could postpone its taking effect for three years." I remember
the one, like that, that died after three years. Crazy. 'Seems to me there's
more craziness everywhere. ["But `it' will `pass', eventually!" Willa cried. Probably. There are all kinds of new rules. At least now the lobbyists have to stay out of this building. And there's more paper-work everywhere. More bureaucracy, and I mean even without Unions. Although, the son of a Union leader in the 1920s, (who was "disappeared") came to the fore, finally. So, this son pulled all Unions together into one big Union that tries to "behave." I hope he isn't murdered by one of his own men. Incredible evil is "old stuff."]
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