Chapter 29: Make Tarrant Great Again
Abel's cell phone,
Except for a few good friends, only family members know the number.
The phone number called, the phone number in his parents' room.
So the person calling over there was either Alexander or Emily.
"It's me, Alexander." Abel's father's voice sounded from the other side.
Abel held the phone in his right hand, raised it with his left hand, and looked at the time on his watch.
Half past ten in the evening.
"Good evening, father. Aren't you resting at this time? He laughs.
Emily and Alexander have always gone to bed early, usually around 10 p.m.
The couple is used to waking up early.
In fact, most American farmers also go to bed very early, because many farmers still need to get up early to work.
Even Alexander and Emily don't have to do most of the farm work.
But you also need to get up early, because you need to get up early to keep an eye on the workers to work.
Otherwise, it would have been an hour or two to complete the work.
These workers may not be able to do it all morning.
"It's almost time to rest. There's one thing I want to tell you. Originally, I was going to do it myself. β
But Emily says you might have good advice. So I'm calling you. β
"Huh?" Abel wondered what advice his father needed to give him.
The last time they went home, Abel and Alexander talked about their plans later.
Alexander was very skeptical that the plan would succeed.
But this father, who loves his son, is willing to give it a try.
And the next day, Alexander, who was full of action, began his own operation.
"That's right. Dwayne Dutan, you should remember him, right? β
"Yes. He seems to be your comrade-in-arms when he was in the service.
After retiring from the army, opened a gun shop in Fort Worth?
You took me to his gun shop to buy a gun, and I remember when you bought me a gun. It is an AK that is said to have participated in the Gulf War. β
On the other side of the phone, Alexander was able to remember to his son the little things that happened between father and son four or five years ago.
Alexander was happy in his heart, but his tone did not change at all.
"Yes. But I didn't tell you, Dwayne two years ago. Participated in the election for the City Council of Fort Worth and lost. β
"Hmm... You really didn't tell me about that. β
The owner of the gun shop can also run for the city council election, well, Dwayne's gun shop is so big that it's almost hitting the supermarket.
"Am I not saying to you now? After Dwayne's defeat, he tried to make a comeback.
But he lacks the money and the voters who support him.
He's not a Texan, and he has no roots in Fort Worth and Tarrant. He won't succeed. β
Alexander said: "I went to him, I persuaded him, persuaded him to help me.
In the end, I managed to convince this guy.
He is now willing to be my deputy, on the condition that I succeed or not. Two years later, I had to help him campaign. β
Hearing this, Abel was a little surprised.
He didn't expect that it would only be a few days.
It's not even been a week since I got home.
His father listened to his plan and set out to act.
That adds up, and that's five or six days.
But now it seems that there are some eyebrows.
"What do you mean...," Abel said uncertainly.
"I took over the whole team at Dwayne. It's all locals, and they prefer to trust me. Because I have more money and more people to support me. β
Alexander's calm voice sounded, "Now my team has taken shape. I've signed up for this year's campaign in Tarrant County. But as of now, my team still doesn't have a clear goal, not a slogan. β
"You should understand. My son, a slogan, a common goal. In our country, when such activities are carried out. β
"It's very important."
"I was discussing this with your mother just now."
"Emily thinks you might be able to give good advice."
"So you understand what I mean now?"
Understood, where is not understood.
After understanding, Abel is even a little excited now.
Excited about my father's ability to act, and my father's leadership.
He didn't expect that Alexander could form a team in such a short time.
A team running for Tarrant County or Fort Worth.
It's only been a few days.
This action is too fast, and I don't know if it's reliable.
He's a little worried about Dwayne's team now.
But it doesn't matter if it's unreliable, even if it fails this time, it can be regarded as accumulating experience.
In a hurry, after listening to his own prayers.
Alexander could have made this situation so quickly.
It's not easy.
"Slogan?"
"I'll think about it."
Abel said.
In greater America, this kind of activity is carried out from the commander to the congressman of a town.
For every candidate, there will be a slogan.
For example, the famous MAGA!
Then again, as a reborn.
When thinking of this slogan, the first thing that came to Abel's mind was MAGA.
This gave him an idea, and he tentatively said to Alexander:
"Father, maybe you can think about this slogan."
"What slogan?"
"[Make Tarrant County Great Again]"
Alexander, on his side, listened to his son's words and carefully read the phrase "Make Tarrant Great Again?" in English. β
"Seems pretty good. But why use again? Can't you just "make Tarrant County greater"? β
Alexander said.
"What do you mean..... It seems to make sense. Abel hesitated.
In the future, the reason why "again" is used.
That's because more than ten years later, the planetary overlord has been declining and not so great.
There are also strong contenders, and Ugly really needs to be strong again.
So it's fitting to use again.
But now it's 2000, and Ah Chou, who has just eaten the corpse, is invincible in the world.
At this time, I was drawing my sword and looking around, and I was at a loss.
There's no need for "again" yet.
"Then just use [Make Tarrant even greater.]?" Abel said.
"[Making Tarrant County Greater], well, sounds pretty good. It can be directly abbreviated as "MTEG"! β
"I love it. Emily was right, it would be a good idea to talk to you. β
Alexander said with satisfaction, and seemed to like the slogan.
Abel, for his part, looked up at the place where the void above him did not exist.
He seemed to have seen the pliers just now.
Formless and substantial, but capable of destroying all pincers.
βMTEGβοΌ
It's good that it's not MAGA,
or MTAG,
Able wiped a little cold sweat that didn't exist.
"Hmm. So be it. I'll go and talk to Dwayne about them. Personally, I like it, but after all, they're experts at it. Even if it's a bad connoisseur, it's better than me. β
"I need to refer to their opinions." Alexander said.
"It should."
"Okay. Well, goodbye, son. β
"Goodbye, father."