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Lance Defeats the Matriarchy, Part Iii

...The outcome of this didn't come overnight, but soon folks noticed an increase in fights, a spate of new inventions, new and improved, flush of music and literature new. A jump in the birth rate as alpha males resumed their eternal chase for fresh tail, and women hungering for just such guys, it took the authorities by surprise. And as with Covid, they did overreact, they did not want masculinity back, cried of ‘toxic men,’ and ‘much work to do,’ and doubled-down pushing their point-of-view. But by now all the conspiracy claims started to make sense, and some did proclaim that this chemical was real, and a threat, but the state wasn’t ready to quit yet. They’d put so much effort into their schemes, to force people into utopian dreams, they went looking to see what had gone wrong, and why their fancy chemical was gone. They found the microbe that young Lance had made, few words could capture their impotent hate, the damage was done, they could not stop it, instead they fumed and looked for the culprit. It took several years, but the FBI tracked Lance to the cabin, found him inside, but Lance wasn’t stupid, he’d planned for this, he wanted the trail, did not resist. The trial was streamed, and Lance testified of the chemical and government lies, the state countered this, and claimed he was mad, but the world was out, things were getting bad. Half of the species had been drugged for years, countless angry men roused governments fears, they locked Lance up for the ‘rest of his days,’ he stayed in prison, while outside things raged. The world that emerged was changed from before, though there’s no need to relive that horror, but for Lance, locked up for freeing all men… Ten years later he was made president. Won 95% of the male vote…

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