Greg Johnson, editor-in-chief of Counter-Currents, the site that has the highest level of discourse on the alternative right, has published a short I wrote last month.

I recall drinking a tea latte at work, feeling kind of sorry for my boss who had purchased too much of this item for our working class clientele. I looked on the bottle—as it was not bad—to see where it had been bottled. It turns out it was bottled in Asia at the behest of a New York bottling company. Where the other teas in this product line had information on their health benefits, this tea, made with powdered milk in Thailand or there-about, had a very appealing bit of open-ended verse. I thought then, as I watched my boss dangle under the managerial strings of his boss, undergoing psychological torment between my realm of lowly fractional autonomy and the crab-cake display where some fat slob was slacking his sorrow, that if he had a dream, it would not be of fame, fortune, and least of all of sliding into the suit of the man who now probed his mind like a scientist in some ten year-old boy's comic book fantasy about an insect found to be unexpectedly intelligent.

Counter-Currents constitutes a massive archive of alternative thought and obscure literature concerning the Western Experience. Below is the link to the post. Browse the site. It' a class job.

If you like this story, and would like to own it in print, along with a crazy yarn about Fred Reed and Maureen Dowd, it is part of the print anthologette by the same name, available through the following link: Be The Bringer Of Dark Tidings.