There is nothing worse in life when your dearest friends turn on you. Murmurs were heard from time to time, but nothing came of it. A look back at the closest friends, you would see their eyebrows raised, a cringe look on their faces, but they attributed this to a one time event, until it wasn’t. Suddenly, those who are tasked with protecting the Big Man find themselves in a dilemma. Will they come clean or will there be a 21st century OK Corral Gunfight at 1600.

Into the abyss, Joe Biden has fallen once again, this time, his lifesaver, the money belt, can’t save him.  The Big Guy will soon find out that this could be the final implosion – a purge of the General Secretary. Being pushed out in a silent coup d’etat is not to be taken lightly.

The jungle was once tamed but now the carnivores at the top of the food chain smell red meat. They love the taste of blood, but to taste their heir own is a whole different matter. Do they strike now or wait it out? The closer you get to “D” day the more damage will have been done. A wounded comrade, even one pumped up on their Big Head, is difficult to control, sort of like a drug addict on rock.

The Question now remains, how many insiders will turn-coat like Benedict Arnold before the rounds penetrate their claim to power . On one side we have Wyatt Earp, his brothers, Virgil and Morgan and the iconic Doc Holliday. They are the Law, todays police. Up against them are a bunch of vigilantes, the Clanton and McLaury brothers, plus Bill Claiborne; these guys are from the Hood – mean Mother Fuckers. This is high noon type of stuff only found in Tombstone Territory.

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Wyatt Earp

The Clanton brothers lie in their casket before burial.

The clock is ticking, counting the months, days and hours can cause stress on all concerned. Shall they make a move or will they stand pat?  Most of the high-rollers have moved on to safer environs. Will they be joined by those who stick around for Glory? There is not much time left, decisions must be made soon or it will be too late. The Greatest Political Show is about to begin. Who will be left when the curtain comes down? The Old Timers are now in the final act of yellow pants.