Born of Frustration

Written for the Daily Flash Fiction Challenge with a word limit of 300.

The prompts: This story must contain the line: "This isn't over yet."

Born of Frustration

Limousines delivered the assembly’s attendees to the upscale convention center. No one could miss the theme of this year’s gathering. It hung loudly from a banner over the keynote speaker’s podium. It read “This Isn’t Over Yet!”

“My fellow Republicans, I would like to welcome you to this year’s conference. There will be several breakout rooms over the next couple of days. You are welcome to attend those hosting the topics of your choice.”

He looked around at the room filled with soft hands, big bellies and expensive suits. These were his kind of people.

“Let me review what is in your programs. Room 232 is for those of you that want to help organize protests about health care. Sure, we don’t have a better alternative but when has that ever stopped us. Ha Ha.

Room 245 will be for those of you that want to make a case for how the bailout has failed. We need to keep focus away from what got us into this situation to begin with. Let’s face it. Who here didn’t have a finger or two in the pie. We want to blame today’s economic problems on the current administration. The average person doesn’t understand economics. They just understand fear. Once again, we don’t have anything new to offer but – well I think we all know by now that is not necessary.”

Nodding heads showed the crowd’s approval.

“Now, we have moved the school speech issue to a larger room. There were just too many of you wanting a piece of this low hanging fruit. Sure, every president has talked to students. Sure, the first president Bush asked students to tell him how to do a better job. We don’t care about that. We care about today.”

“Remember, blame, blame and then blame again.”