Somebody oughta make him go away! Cadly's mutterings included the usual GDs and JCs

in his wishings ill toward President Donalds.  Of course, without knowing it, cadly's hope, was prayer to ... well, certainly not to the Lord Jesus.  It wasn't enough, last year, donalds' exec order...oh no, because now, ontop of that, the pill had also been made  illegal, to either manufacture or possess.  About the only thing available, were raincoats - only because they - sort of - protected against stds; so, these didn't fall into the category of birth control.  But anyway, cadly didn't care for them - not even the premium ones, made from natural stuff.

He made his way toward the next machine, but had to wait a few moments - some old guy was using it.  Get th' ... off the ... planet, cadly's narrowed eyes caught the right side of the gym's business name - "Planet..."  Tuah, why did he even bother!  Dude had been coming, on and off, for some time, and still was a fat ef.  (Dear Reader, the old fella, was, maybe thirty pounds overweight - he had a beer belly, and later on, would probably stop over at the VFW for one or two.)  

Finally was cadly's turn.  In the middle of his reps, the gym music (if you want to call it that) was interrupted by sirens, blowhorns, flashing lights and such.  The interstate, which ran by the strip mall, which housed the gym, a nail studio, a tax place, and what was formerly 2nd-hand book store - which now sat with bright orange tape stuck across the door and display windows; a curious person could peek inside, if s/he had the desire, but shoppers, instead chose to give the place, a fire lane berth.  

Anyway, the interstate had enough traffic to begin with, horns began to honk - which, of course, was illegal - and motorists began to shout things.  "S*it!"  Cadly read the message, rolling across the flatscreen bottom.  Traffic was being "redirected to .... due to an incident."  He had things to do, which included a picnic at one place, and later on, a party.  Why not have some parking lot fun, while he still had wheels, he grimmaced.  The little troll was taking him for support;  hearing was scheduled in early november.  So, he had some ten weeks to stew.  

Didn't take a political science degree understand why abortions were no longer a choice.  Back in the mid 20s, a law had passed, stating - in so many words - that the unwed "father-to-be" had also a choice, to not pay child maintenance, for a child he chose not to acknowledge.  Well guess what...!

Yep!  Abortions about tripled.  Many late term, because scheduling an appointment...  Within about two years, the birth rate, which had been about .8, or maybe .9, plummeted down to around.6.  Immigration helped to stabilize things, but many of the women coming across - from mexico, honduras, china and russia were coming for job opportunities - not to get in a family way to some peewee, who only wanted the bedroom fun, but no involvement.  More than a few of these women were "wa-wha-waall."  I.e., been there, done that, no thanks!

Needless to say, not cadly's problem.  The mall's exit lane - leading to the not-to-cluttered highway's northbound - had been closed off.  Why?  Probably, no other reason than sheets and giggles.  With no room to turn, and take the other exit - which took you the back way - he was stuck.