Chapter 201: Do You Want to Enter Politics?
"Boss, I'm back!"
Monet looked up and saw that it was Madil, who had gone to Washington to demonstrate and ask for a stipend, because the report of this incident seemed to be suppressed, so Monet didn't know the details, so he asked Madir: "How is it, is it going to be a stipend?" β
Madir shook his head depressedly and replied, "I haven't asked for a penny!" β
"Can you tell us what happened to you this time?" Monet asked curiously.
Madil gathered his thoughts for a moment, and then replied, "When we arrived in Washington, we were arranged to live in a pile of abandoned brick buildings next to Pennsylvania Avenue......
Before Madil could finish speaking, Catherine interrupted, "How can you live in such a place?" I remember the walls of the houses there were cracked. β
Madir smiled bitterly and said, "If we don't live in this kind of place, then where do we live?" Most people don't have the money, and they can't afford to live in even the cheapest hotels, so naturally they have to live in the city's parks, garbage dumps, ownerless inns, and closed shops. β
"Didn't you bring any money?" Catherine asked, puzzled.
"I brought some money, but my little money is enough for so many people to eat, drink and stay, so there will be no money in a few days!" Madil said.
"And what do you eat?" Monet asked in a different direction.
"We basically rely on aid for what we eat. There are people in Des Moines and Camden, New Jersey, who support us, trucking us every day to deliver food; A baker who sympathizes with us gives us a thousand pies a day; The Foreign War Veterans Association also donated some money to us; We also organised a boxing match at Griffith Stadium to raise money, but it was a drop in the bucket. β
"Didn't the government provide any assistance?" Catherine asked curiously.
"The government? Hum! The driver snorted coldly, and then said: "The government doesn't help at all, only the Washington Police Department can still deliver food every day, but there is also a fee, but the cost is very small." In fact, Director Glasford really sympathized with us, and the officials in the government originally demanded that all the expeditionary forces along Pennsylvania Avenue be removed, but Director Glasford saw that we were pitiful and never drove us away. β
"Then why did the government drive them out? Did you do something illegal in Washington? Monet asked puzzled.
Without hesitation, Madir shook his head and replied: "Absolutely not, we are very disciplined, except for singing military songs and parades every day, and then being led by a veteran wearing the Medal of Honor, carrying a faded and cloth military flag along Pennsylvania Street, we have never done anything excessive." Even Mr. Will Rogers said that these veterans were the most well-behaved of all the mass starvations recorded in the history of the world.
As for why we should be kicked out, it is not simple, because Pennsylvania Avenue is only three blocks from the Capitol, and those politicians with fat brains are worried about endangering their safety, so they see us as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh, so they want to drive us away. Not only that, but they also blocked traffic, set up roadblocks, and set up a cordoned off zone near the Congress, and you say how scared they are of death! β
Madill's remarks reminded Monet of a news story he had seen in the New York Daily News called "Hoover Locked in the White House," which he initially thought was a spoof, but now it seems to be true.
Just as Monet was recalling, Madier added: "Later, Director Glasford finally couldn't resist the pressure and began to send people to clear the compensation expeditionary force near Pennsylvania Avenue, but as soon as they got rid of the people in the first house, the expeditionary headquarters on the other side of the Eleventh Street bridge in the southeast district of Washington, on the banks of the Anax River, on the other side of the 11th Street bridge, immediately got the news and began to send reinforcements.
The police only then remembered to lift the 11th Street Bridge, but it was too late. As soon as the reinforcements arrived, bricks were thrown at the police, and the chief of Glasford himself was hit in the face, in which case a part of the police, unable to control their emotions, began to shoot back, resulting in the deaths of four veterans, and at the same time, a large number of wounded appeared on the police side.
After the news was transmitted back to the White House, President Hoover directly announced that the army would suppress these "rioters who made trouble and disobeyed the orders of the civil authorities", so MacArthur, led by MacArthur, drove along Pennsylvania Avenue with a huge army, and even six light tanks.
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MacArthur commanded the army to cross the river to surround the demonstrators' camp, ordered all the demonstrators to leave within a time limit, and then set fire to the camp to ashes, and finally we had no choice but to return! β
"There were no casualties, right?" Monet asked with concern.
"Not this time, but three of our comrades died under the guns of the police, which is simply a shame! We soldiers did not die on the battlefield, but under the guns of the domestic police! Madir replied resentfully.
Monet comforted: "I believe that this matter will be discussed in the future, and no matter what, it is good that you can come back." Well, the previous position is no longer there, so you can go to the warehouse to help first! β
"Okay boss, then I'll be over!" Madir nodded in agreement.
Looking at Madil's back, Monet sighed: "To be honest, the president's handling this time is really too misguided, which will definitely affect his re-election!" β
Catherine didn't know why Monet came to such a conclusion, and just as she wanted to ask, the phone suddenly rang, and when she picked it up, she heard that it was IrenΓ© who was looking for Monet, and asked him a question that he absolutely didn't expect: "Tony, do you want to go into politics?" β
Hearing this question, Tang Ning suddenly couldn't believe his ears, so he asked with a stammer? "From politics? Oh, I heard you right, right? β
"Of course you heard it right, and I think that with your ability and capital, you can do well in politics." IrenΓ© explained slowly.
"But why do I think it's ridiculous for me to run for governor, for president, oh no, even for mayor?" Tang Ning said with a wry smile.
PS: This heavy rain has fallen, and our community called XX Waterfront here has really become a waterfront, the first floor and garage are all flooded, and even the mobile base station has been destroyed, resulting in all the calls and networks have stopped operating, fortunately, I use Unicom......