Home of The Brave: An 1960's Political RP (IC)

[Madrinpoor]

"Congressman Matamoros. The name is Spanish, as you probably know, because my father emigrated from Spain. As a prominent Hispanic in my community, which is not necessarily large but still important, I have many constituents that need support from the government. I am sure you have heard of the Chicano movement, no? It is a movement for the betterment of Latino communities. Many face discrimination at the voting booths, less wages, unequal schooling, and much of the same plight as Blacks in the Southeast. When they fight for their rights they are cracked down on brutally by police, all over the Southwest. They need help, and only you can give it."

[Cybernetic Socialist Republics]

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Tom Fraser was more than willing to meet a fellow governor, democrat or, outside the Mansion and lead him in himself. He had only been on the job for a few days and it was better to establish these connections sooner rather than later for the sake of his time in the Governorship. Particularly since, Governor Bradford's letter suggested, he wanted to discuss the upcoming presidential election. I was unsure what what specifically Bradford wanted to discuss, given that Bradford was a Democrat, but it'd likely be worth discussing none the less.


"Good to see you Governor." Fraser said, holding his hand out for a handshake. He wanted to lead Bradford to his office as soon as possible, chances were there'd be discussing sensitive issues, and Fraser was one to prefer secrecy be kept whenever it could be.

Bradford held onto his hand keeping a soft but firm grip on it
“Good to see you as fell Fraser. Now where are we to discuss our important business?”

"In office, of course, Bradford." Fraser said, leading him into his office, where Fraser would offer him a seat before Fraser himself sat down.

"So what 'big things' was it that you wanted to discuss?"

[Louisianan]

"Congressman Matamoros. The name is Spanish, as you probably know, because my father emigrated from Spain. As a prominent Hispanic in my community, which is not necessarily large but still important, I have many constituents that need support from the government. I am sure you have heard of the Chicano movement, no? It is a movement for the betterment of Latino communities. Many face discrimination at the voting booths, less wages, unequal schooling, and much of the same plight as Blacks in the Southeast. When they fight for their rights they are cracked down on brutally by police, all over the Southwest. They need help, and only you can give it."

"Well, Mr. Matamoros, I think that so far, my party, the Republicans, are not the ones encouraging that plight and the devastation in the communities. Food for thought here, have you ever thought about becoming a Republican? About separating yourself from the likes of Senator Sharp, and Boone? I'll tell you a secret Mr. Matamoros, the Democrats have been fighting for segregation, and against civil rights, while my party has done the opposite my whole tenure in this office, we want to work with the NAACP, look at some of our Senators, members of their respective NAACP chapters, so it begs the question," Henry takes off his glasses and looks right into Juan's eyes, "Whose side are you on, Mr. Matamoros?"

[Madrinpoor]

"Congressman Matamoros. The name is Spanish, as you probably know, because my father emigrated from Spain. As a prominent Hispanic in my community, which is not necessarily large but still important, I have many constituents that need support from the government. I am sure you have heard of the Chicano movement, no? It is a movement for the betterment of Latino communities. Many face discrimination at the voting booths, less wages, unequal schooling, and much of the same plight as Blacks in the Southeast. When they fight for their rights they are cracked down on brutally by police, all over the Southwest. They need help, and only you can give it."

"Well, Mr. Matamoros, I think that so far, my party, the Republicans, are not the ones encouraging that plight and the devastation in the communities. Food for thought here, have you ever thought about becoming a Republican? About separating yourself from the likes of Senator Sharp, and Boone? I'll tell you a secret Mr. Matamoros, the Democrats have been fighting for segregation, and against civil rights, while my party has done the opposite my whole tenure in this office, we want to work with the NAACP, look at some of our Senators, members of their respective NAACP chapters, so it begs the question," Henry takes off his glasses and looks right into Juan's eyes, "Whose side are you on, Mr. Matamoros?"

"I am on the side of those that are suffering, Mr. President. If I could, I would be an independent, but without the resources of a major party I would have no chance of winning elections and therefore helping those that need my help in the halls of Congress. I despise the Dixiecrats with every breadth of my being, sir. They contribute to the suffering of the communities that I am trying to help. However, economically, I am not a fit for your party. I am a liberal economically. And culturally, because I believe that equal rights and freedoms are very important for Americans. Unfortunately, equal rights are not given to the Hispanics in my district and the rest of the US. The Democratic party is one of many different groups President Davis. There are those I agree with... and those like the Dixiecrats. Boone's plans are far too radical for my liking. but they at least help the communities that I serve, and I fear that many Republicans do not. If there is a candidate that truly supports the equal rights of all men, from the Republicans, then I will bring my full support behind them."

[Louisianan]

"Well, Mr. Matamoros, I think that so far, my party, the Republicans, are not the ones encouraging that plight and the devastation in the communities. Food for thought here, have you ever thought about becoming a Republican? About separating yourself from the likes of Senator Sharp, and Boone? I'll tell you a secret Mr. Matamoros, the Democrats have been fighting for segregation, and against civil rights, while my party has done the opposite my whole tenure in this office, we want to work with the NAACP, look at some of our Senators, members of their respective NAACP chapters, so it begs the question," Henry takes off his glasses and looks right into Juan's eyes, "Whose side are you on, Mr. Matamoros?"

"I am on the side of those that are suffering, Mr. President. If I could, I would be an independent, but without the resources of a major party I would have no chance of winning elections and therefore helping those that need my help in the halls of Congress. I despise the Dixiecrats with every breadth of my being, sir. They contribute to the suffering of the communities that I am trying to help. However, economically, I am not a fit for your party. I am a liberal economically. And culturally, because I believe that equal rights and freedoms are very important for Americans. Unfortunately, equal rights are not given to the Hispanics in my district and the rest of the US. The Democratic party is one of many different groups President Davis. There are those I agree with... and those like the Dixiecrats. Boone's plans are far too radical for my liking. but they at least help the communities that I serve, and I fear that many Republicans do not. If there is a candidate that truly supports the equal rights of all men, from the Republicans, then I will bring my full support behind them."

Henry sighed, "If you are economically liberal, but otherwise are conservative then I don't see the issue with being a Republican. Did you know that I won New Mexico, your state, by practically landslide margins, in both my presidential runs? Don't you think it would improve your standing and political power to support who they support? Political Power means strength, and when you have enough strength, well... you could lead an army. I think if you decide to become a Republican, come 1960, we very well might have a majority in the Senate, and that means any bill of ours that passes through the House, will almost certainly pass the Senate. I really called you here to understand, understand what the Republicans are doing wrong on the civil rights front, because by golly, I just can't seem to figure it out, do enlighten me, Congressman."

[Madrinpoor]

"I am on the side of those that are suffering, Mr. President. If I could, I would be an independent, but without the resources of a major party I would have no chance of winning elections and therefore helping those that need my help in the halls of Congress. I despise the Dixiecrats with every breadth of my being, sir. They contribute to the suffering of the communities that I am trying to help. However, economically, I am not a fit for your party. I am a liberal economically. And culturally, because I believe that equal rights and freedoms are very important for Americans. Unfortunately, equal rights are not given to the Hispanics in my district and the rest of the US. The Democratic party is one of many different groups President Davis. There are those I agree with... and those like the Dixiecrats. Boone's plans are far too radical for my liking. but they at least help the communities that I serve, and I fear that many Republicans do not. If there is a candidate that truly supports the equal rights of all men, from the Republicans, then I will bring my full support behind them."

Henry sighed, "If you are economically liberal, but otherwise are conservative then I don't see the issue with being a Republican. Did you know that I won New Mexico, your state, by practically landslide margins, in both my presidential runs? Don't you think it would improve your standing and political power to support who they support? Political Power means strength, and when you have enough strength, well... you could lead an army. I think if you decide to become a Republican, come 1960, we very well might have a majority in the Senate, and that means any bill of ours that passes through the House, will almost certainly pass the Senate. I really called you here to understand, understand what the Republicans are doing wrong on the civil rights front, because by golly, I just can't seem to figure it out, do enlighten me, Congressman."

"Sir, you see, there is a conflict with Republicans being on the front lines of the Civil Rights movement. Many of the most influential Civil Rights leaders, such as Mr King and Mr...X, I suppose, Mr Malcolm X, who are known for being advocates for Civil Rights, they are not conservatives nor are they Republicans. That is because they, like me, do not see the Republican party as a boon to their standing, because conservatives are not often known for being on the front lines of change. Also sir, I am not just economically liberal, I am socially liberal as well. I am just opposed to the Dixiecrats and other racists in my current party. I understand your influence, and the influence of the Republican party, but many of my constituents are very likely to support the Democrats in down-ballot races, as are other Latinos from the rest of the Southwest. In order for you to do better among minorities, you must win the support of the leaders, which you have not done as of now. Then support will trickle down, but you must first show your willingness to provide positive change."

[Louisianan]

Henry sighed, "If you are economically liberal, but otherwise are conservative then I don't see the issue with being a Republican. Did you know that I won New Mexico, your state, by practically landslide margins, in both my presidential runs? Don't you think it would improve your standing and political power to support who they support? Political Power means strength, and when you have enough strength, well... you could lead an army. I think if you decide to become a Republican, come 1960, we very well might have a majority in the Senate, and that means any bill of ours that passes through the House, will almost certainly pass the Senate. I really called you here to understand, understand what the Republicans are doing wrong on the civil rights front, because by golly, I just can't seem to figure it out, do enlighten me, Congressman."

"Sir, you see, there is a conflict with Republicans being on the front lines of the Civil Rights movement. Many of the most influential Civil Rights leaders, such as Mr King and Mr...X, I suppose, Mr Malcolm X, who are known for being advocates for Civil Rights, they are not conservatives nor are they Republicans. That is because they, like me, do not see the Republican party as a boon to their standing, because conservatives are not often known for being on the front lines of change. Also sir, I am not just economically liberal, I am socially liberal as well. I am just opposed to the Dixiecrats and other racists in my current party. I understand your influence, and the influence of the Republican party, but many of my constituents are very likely to support the Democrats in down-ballot races, as are other Latinos from the rest of the Southwest. In order for you to do better among minorities, you must win the support of the leaders, which you have not done as of now. Then support will trickle down, but you must first show your willingness to provide positive change."

"Willingness to provide change?" Henry began to laugh, "Son, I sent National Guard troops to let a few kids into a school. I said in my New Years address that we have to work towards civil rights, look at Senator Stark for instance, he came to my office and we sat here and we had a nice chat and he told me that he wanted to make sure that Republicans are on the frontlines when it comes to civil rights. Senator Boone probably agrees with Senator Sharp that de-segregation is as unlawful as segregation, if not more!"

"And these are people in your party! I'm having Chairman James Brown Jr. come into this office and sit in that same chair, and he is the Chairman of the National Negro Rights Coalition. Senator Boone would shoot the man before letting him on White House grounds. Mr. Matamoros, change is coming, for your people, and I can assure you, but as long as congress is controlled by Democrats, you won't be seeing change. The election is coming soon, and I can almost say with full certainty that no matter the Republican Nominee, they will support Civil Rights, and continue righting our many years of wrongs as a nation. Civil Rights isn't a partisan issue, it's an American issue, but we Republicans seem to be the only people doing anything about it, and yet we get little to no credit. Don't you see the issue here, Mr. Matomoros?"

[Newne Carriebean7]

Josh Sharp Senatorial Campaign Manager pictured eating fried chicken during a campaign fundraiser in Mississippi
Quitman, Mississippi
January 2, 1959

The early bird got the worm, as the old addage went. That's certainly what Sharp's longtime senatorial campaign manager John Pikeman Thatcher thought. The elderly man slouched down in his chair at the small shack. His large pant size evident of an absolute absence of physical exercise and a lifetime of twinkee binging diets washed down with copious amounts of coca-cola. The light sound of car breaks brought Thatcher's eyes to a truck that parked square outside of a medium sized park. The clear sign of White's Only was emblazoned in big, black letters on a pale, picket fence-white color at the very front gate. A rather miniscule army had been ordered, with various servants rushing about, decorating a series of large cafeteria style tables with intricate, if mass-manufactured from "boston" of all places, dollies. Large sleeves of fine china were on either arm of various wait-staff that got to work setting each and every place.

Thatcher had to admire the handiwork, in such short notice, he rushed to call them out to cater a rather large event. While there wasn't going to be tens of thousands or even thousands of people, the low hundreds would probably have overwhelmed the small town-feeling of Quitman. So Thatcher was more than thankful at the small army of hands that arrayed to cater and organize such a political fundraising dinner. Each plate of Mississippi Fried Chicken (the Kentucky Colonel was loathe to actually sponsor the campaign of the racist segregationist mississippian, so Thatcher ingeniously hired locals instead of having to pay for out-of state laborers in travel and board expenses.) was paired with hefty helpings of mashed potatoes and corn. The several cooks rushed about, barking out orders from the pairs of tented kitchens that went about breading, frying and serving up pipin' hot birds with their assorted pairs of sides.

Thatcher got up from the throne, like a king inspecting his domain or a master looking over the plantation, proud at his slaves. Only not a single one was black. All the labor hired was white. While Thatcher knew he could have saved a buck, it would have confused the political message of "keeping the coloreds down and the price of cotton up" that was going to be the centerpiece of the fundraising dinner.

For Five cents, you could get a cold, refreshing Coca-Cola.
For an additional Ten cents, a piping hot plate of mashed potatoes.
If you wanted some actual protein, that would be another three cents per bird.
Like Corn? That's another nickle.

As an alluring bonus in dessert, Thatcher spared no expense, catering Krispy Kreme Doughnuts in two large station wagons that bought out their glazed hot boxes of fried diabetes. If he was going to be fundraising, he might as well appeal to the gluttonus nature of southerners, one he and his fat ass were all to familiar with. Obesity rates be damned, this was political showmanship at it's finest. It was one of those events in which people from all over the county gathered in a social shin-dig.

"Fried Chicken, doughnuts and coke? Shit, count me in." Thatcher would overhear from the local youth when passing out flyers for the get-together.

If you didn't give a damn about politics or had no idea who the hell your senator was, at least you could pay for a cheap piping hot meal, get to know your local neighbors or at the very least snag a fried, delicious, ass-enlargening doughut on your way out. Thatcher and the senatorial campaign of Joshua Sharp didn't see a difference, especially with the one party-lock he had on the general election. What he had to look out for was a challenger, a fresh face that would contrast with the aged look and voice of the seventy year old senator sharp's speaking skills.

Sure enough, the allure of cheap food, light jazz music from a local high school band (in-spite of jazz's supposed 'colored' origins at least according to caucasian-american civil rights activists) did draw in a significant crowd, one Thatcher was now addressing from the local wooden pavilion, complete with a microphone and rudimentary speaker system only just installed.

"My, My, what a crowd we've got tonight! I'm pleased that this is one heckuva hit with the locals. Apparently saying that there's dirt cheap, damn good home cookin, and that's got the little brats and dolls outta the house? Parents, apparently now you know the secret to quiet children: duck tape and a belt."
The crowd of parents chuckled at the joke, with Thatcher's fat face beaming from end to end before he continued with his opening remarks.
"Now, I kid, of course. Nothing can beat good parental discipline and tender love. If y'all happen to mix the two, it ends up even better. I sure as heck didn't not know that. Any? No? Man, oh man. Oh bother. I sure hope this food's good enough for your standards folks, you're payin top penny for fried finger fooood. Darn-tootin this had better be edible. If it's not, you get half your money back. No refunds. Read the flyer silly billies. Dumbasses.

Any how, As the flyer states in the fine-print, this is a political fundraiser. For who you might ask? Why, for the most faithful senator in Mississippi. He's even more popular here than he is with President Davis. (more chuckles) I'm as shocked as you are at that news! Whatever Mississippi asked for, he's delivered it time and time again. More money for bridges and trainyards, delivered. Needs more funds for the local schools to prevent foreclosure on the farm? Worked with Southern Democrats to deliver more Mississippian cotton and helped to ensure that there's no protective tariffs on goods coming into the state of Mississippi? He's behind all of it.

You know, I said to Sharp, are you sure you're not part dog? Whatever Mississippi wants, you get it without many questions. Hell, I tried patting his belly once, but he bit me.(crowd laughs) Be it possible plutonium for a state nuclear program-I mean possible money for Mississippi museums on the glorious antebellum south to money for local healthcare options thanks to the private industries not gouging the everyman with stupid high prices. He's delivered it time and time again. Uh-I know I said that before, Trust me I'm going senile. (crowd laughs) No matter what the challenges in getting the bill passed, he has always thrown in the red meat for the caucasian-american activists within the state.

Remember, for each plate of pipin' hot food you get, and if you wanna bring some back for your grandpa or mammie, go right ahead, Sharp is feeding Mississippi, and you're feeding Sharp. I know that we'll win the Senate election in August or September. The one you actually vote in. No not the November one. Ok show of hands, who voted in the late election, the November one? Three people here? Alright then, what about the Primary election, AKA the one that matters. Shit. Every single person here? Goddamn, your money is going to good use in filling out Sharp's bottom line. He's gotta eat too ya know. I've talked off your ears enough lately. I apologize that he's not here right now, but he's fighting for Mississippi right now in Washington. Fighting against the damn influences of President Davis. He's ensuring that the colors stay in their rightful places, down on the boot of the white man. He's also calling to attention the whip crackin' efforts of President Davis on the good folks of the southern confederate states! He is a modern-day Martin-Luther, raging against the Papal Bullshit that's commanded from the GOP! If you remember one thing tonight, this catchy slogan. Sharp fights for white rights! White Rights? He Fights! Oh Davey. If only his first name was Jefferson, then we'd love a native man as much as we love Josh Sharp for the United States Senate in 1960! I've talked your minds away now, polish up whatever and stuff."

"White Rights? He Fights!"
"He Fights for the Rights of Whites!"
"Hey, are you a dumbass? Vote for Josh! He's pretty Sharp!"

[The Grand Duchy Of Nova Capile]

Senator Earl M. Boone

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Boone arrived in Senator Sharp's office with a large bottle of Canadian Club under his arm, smiling genially at the secretary. Earl had expected Sharp to visit his office, not the other way around, but he was happy to humor the Alabamian. He hoped it would make the sharp-tongued Senator feel more at home and less like he was being summoned to the Majority Whip's office to be disciplined.

When the secretary led him to Sharp's office proper, he handed the hefty bottle over and smiled. "Good to see you, Joshua," Boone greeted, North Carolina accent becoming as thick as molasses. Privately Earl detested the dialect and its connotations of ignorance and unsophistication, but, again, he was striving to make Sharp feel like he was a friend, not a carpetbagger. "It's a mighty fine day to empty a bottle of whiskey, ain't it?" he continued, pulling up a chair.

[Jovuistan]

"Shame about the situation in Cuba. Hopefully we can strangle Castro's power and make him vulnerable to being removed from power. I'll make sure you get the State of the Union on the 26th, don't worry. I'll be doing some work on civil rights, labor, and education this year in the Senate. I'll keep you updated on that. This is going to be an odd year with the Presidential politics and Vietnam, but I have a good feeling about this year."

"So do I," Henry scratched his neck and sighed, "So do I. So do I... I just have got to make this year count. The first year in office was the hardest because I didn't know what'n the hell I was doing. Now I do, and I don't want to hand over the reins just yet, but, I have to. Anyway, begone! I'm sure you have better things to do than sit here." The president laughed,

Stark laughed along, "I'll be going now, then. Don't want to put your work on hold much longer. Farewell, Mr. President. It was a pleasure speaking with you." Stark put away his Cigar and walked out of the room.

[Louisianan]

The Associated Press

Politics

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PRESIDENT ENDORSES CONGRESSIONAL LEGISLATION
PRESIDENT INTERVENES FOR THE BETTERMENT OF THE NATION

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By Michael Guggenheim
January 5, 1959
D.C.- Since the conception of our Democracy, voting has always been a right, upheld to its fullest extent. As the Legislative session opened, one of the first bills to grace the Senate Chamber was a Proposal to Amend the Constitution of the United States, allowing the District of Columbia and its citizens to finally have a voice in Government.

After the Legislation was successfully introduced and debate had concluded, word had been sent to the president about how the Senate Republican Caucus planned on voting, and the President released this statement, about an hour after that conversation.

"I have high hopes that this constitutional amendment will pass. I have no authority in the legislative process of a Constitutional Amendment, but I do have my words and I plan on using them. This amendment will ensure the right to vote, already given to them by the constitution, of the Residents of the District of Columbia. Republicans have supported an Amendment like this for a while, I can assure all members of the public, despite what some may say, this amendment will continue to fight for equality in its own way, this bill will continue to break down the barriers, and end the disenfranchisement of the people of Washington, D.C."

"Many Senate Republicans will support this bill, in our fight to continue to ensure that the rights of Americans, all Americans are secured. The only opposition I see to the Amendment is the one from the usual loud and belligerent fool who normally holds up the processes of any major piece of legislation just to give himself national attention for a short period of time. In short, my administration will support, any and all endeavors that Congress may take, promoting the Civil Rights of our citizens."

Is this an empty promise? Or is this an oath for the remainder of President Davis' term? Will his Successor support these same ideals and continue to promote this Modernization of the Republican Party? These are all questions that Voters should take into account, this election cycle.

[Deblar]

President Henry Davis, upon receiving the news that a civil rights leader was running for office, was extremely upset that they decided to run as a Democrat, but nevertheless, Henry wanted to understand his stance to understand the ways that the Republican Party are failing the civil rights movement. He sent out two invitations,

Dear Chairman James Brown,

I've taken quite an interest in your Massachusetts campaign, as well as your work for civil rights. The coloreds couldn't have a better representative in Congress, than someone like them who knows them. I'm inviting you to the White House for a meeting on the issue of Civil Rights, and I'm prepared to pay for your room and board as well as top quality transportation to and from Washington, D.C. I'll be sure to make it understood that you shall have the highest treatment. I understand that this letter may take a while to reach you, but either way, I'd like to get a telegram from you before you arrive. Thank you for all that you do, and I hope you can arrange this visit.

Sincerely,
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January 4, 1959; 10:03 am; Boston, Massachusetts

James had spent the better part of the last 2 days campaigning, and had decided to make today a day of rest. He began to wake up, yawning. He stepped out of bed and carried on his normal morning routine.

After he finished his morning routine, James walked into the living room, where his wife, Cora, was watching television.

"Did you enjoy sleeping in?", Cora jokingly remarked

"As a matter of fact, I did, thank you for asking.", James replied

"Hey, you have mail.", Cora added

"I do?", James replied, looking to the kitchen counter, where a lone envelope lay. He walked over, picking it up.

"Who's it from?", James asked Cora.

"I'm not sure...", Cora replied.

James opened the envelope, reading it. As he went further into the letter, a smile began to come to his face. Cora peeked over James' shoulder, reading the letter as well. They both finish reading.

"Well, you better get packing", Cora says

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Now at the Logan International Airport, James sent a telegram ahead to the President.

{+} MESSAGE RECEIVED{+}
{+} INVITATION ACCEPTED{+}
{+} ON MY WAY{+}
{+} JAMES BROWN JR.{+}

After the telegram was sent, James said goodbye to Cora, who had dropped him off, and boarded his flight to Washington D.C.

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[Newne Carriebean7]

Senator Sharp's Office, Capitol Hill

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Senator Joshua Sharp was calmly musing through that tattered leatherback book on Warren G. Harding. It was so quiet in the room that he could easily hear a pen or a needle drop from the far side of the room. Unfortunately, the walls on the door he installed were thick, thick enough so as to muffle any conversation between the senator's secretary and himself. This led to the unfortunate need to install an obnoxious intercom system which had proven to be the bane of his existence. How many damn times had he been getting to the good part about Harding's political maneuverings at the 1920 Republican National Convention to be declared their presidential nominee only to be oh so rudely interrupted by that goddamned intercom system?

too damn many, that's what Sharp knew.

As he simply sat in his office, his eyes marching up and down the words like the world war I marching song "It's a long way to tipperary", with his mouth childishly providing a humming vocalization of a version he had recently heard on his radio while on the way to supper with some Mississippian businessman clientele that wanted a liquor license for their clientele. While even he had brought up the point that they could have just asked the local county for one, he greatly appreciated the gesture in coming all the way to the swamp of D.C to ask him for his papal blessing.

The cadenced quick-step of the senator's eyes, his tight formations in reading the wild and often too flattering (coming from someone who would lightly be described as a Harding homosexual) stories about the buckeye state president were soon ripped apart by the shrapnel known as the shrill, young secretary's voice on the intercom. Had the Senator not known about the system, he probably would have thought it witchcraft and promptly set his office ablaze to purge the demons that probably inhabited his senate desk whenever some important clientele wished to meet with him.

Or his mother-in-law. He was still surprised that she was still alive. In her mid 90s sure, but Sharp had thought Velma's mom passed away in the fifties already. The Senator sighed at the damp thought of having to have on hell of a thanksgiving this year at her parent's home.

"Senator Booth! Damn glad of you to stop by my office. At least it's not the other way around?" A light smile invaded the normally stern faces of the Mississippian before returning to a sly grin at the sight of whiskey.
"Fan fucking tastic, you got my message! This calls for a glass!" Sharp exclaimed, his eyes going wide with delight at the prospect of being legislatively hammered with alcohol. He reached in his senate desk and pulled out two glasses.

"I always keep these just in case I want to get those Mississippians or lobbyin' clientele that are a bit too obstinate in their objections over my edits to bills and legislation. No sense in arguing or debatin' much when you can't hold in your piss, eh?" With that, Sharp devolved into a fitting laugh, clutching his sides and with tears streaming down his face for a solid few minutes at the, admittedly not very funny joke, but the Mississippian was one hell of a sucker for toilet humor or slapstick.

"Now, to business. As you've heard, I'm running for president, while also running for re-election to my senate seat while also not really running for president. Got it? No? I'll explain it out simply. I love the senate. I love Mississippi. I hate the president. What's a better combination than winning re-election in the one that matters, Booth I'm sure you've been around long enough to know the November election in the south is just tradition, like thanksgiving. The one that matters is the primary, also known as the REAL election. "

He pauses to take a rather long sip of whiskey before filling his glass back all the way up and downing another shot.
"Boy, I represent the deep south. I'm absolutely loving my job in that regard. I get to kick the damned coloreds to the curb and wave the flag of white supremacy all day long. I even get to be the biggest hatchet to President Davis. However, you know the tragedy of
South Carolinian Ellison Durant Smith? That's what I want to avoid. Smith ran in '44, lost the election that matters and died before his term fully expired. I don't want to be kissin' the worms. I wanna be kissin' Mississippi pigs and or their babes! I'd appreciate your backing this year in my senate run. I know we don't see eye to eye on every single little thing, but you'd probably be the one I'd end up casting my ballot and endorsin' for in November if you were to win the nomination. As much as I loathe your new deal bullshit, I have to concede my state is better off because of at least a few of FDR's policies, even if I'm more of a Smith-FDR relationship with whatever left-wing communist president we'd have. If we, the democrats decide we hate winnin' in '60 and go with any one else other than you, I'll go with plan B."

Taking a breath, he pulls out a wooden box on his desk, offering a cigar to the Tennessee Senate Whip before striking a match and lighting his own cigar, puffing out a nice, rich cloud of smoke from his pie-hole.

"Damn good shit. If you are not the Presidential nominee, and I don't wanna talk the second-slot, way too early to be thinkin' of that anyhow. My plan two is to fall back on my Mississippi charm and general good looks and become the favorite son to the DNC and campaign solely as either the write-in candidate or enough to convince the governor to appoint a slate of faithless electors from the Radical Democratic communist nominee to vote for the man who's done the most for Mississippi. Not only to I get some sort of look back at the history books that'll be something other than my general advocacy of caucasian-american rights over the coloreds, but I'll get to remain in the Senate, so I'm not really out of a job come next January 3rd or 20th. What's your take on all this, I've been chatin' yer ear off, so speak openly, unless you're an asshole."

With that, Johsua Sharp leaned back in his senate seat, eager to hear the response of the Majority Whip from Tennessee.

[Louisianan]

President Henry Davis, upon receiving the news that a civil rights leader was running for office, was extremely upset that they decided to run as a Democrat, but nevertheless, Henry wanted to understand his stance to understand the ways that the Republican Party are failing the civil rights movement. He sent out two invitations,

Dear Chairman James Brown,

I've taken quite an interest in your Massachusetts campaign, as well as your work for civil rights. The coloreds couldn't have a better representative in Congress, than someone like them who knows them. I'm inviting you to the White House for a meeting on the issue of Civil Rights, and I'm prepared to pay for your room and board as well as top quality transportation to and from Washington, D.C. I'll be sure to make it understood that you shall have the highest treatment. I understand that this letter may take a while to reach you, but either way, I'd like to get a telegram from you before you arrive. Thank you for all that you do, and I hope you can arrange this visit.

Sincerely,
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January 4, 1959; 10:03 am; Boston, Massachusetts

James had spent the better part of the last 2 days campaigning, and had decided to make today a day of rest. He began to wake up, yawning. He stepped out of bed and carried on his normal morning routine.

After he finished his morning routine, James walked into the living room, where his wife, Cora, was watching television.

"Did you enjoy sleeping in?", Cora jokingly remarked

"As a matter of fact, I did, thank you for asking.", James replied

"Hey, you have mail.", Cora added

"I do?", James replied, looking to the kitchen counter, where a lone envelope lay. He walked over, picking it up.

"Who's it from?", James asked Cora.

"I'm not sure...", Cora replied.

James opened the envelope, reading it. As he went further into the letter, a smile began to come to his face. Cora peeked over James' shoulder, reading the letter as well. They both finish reading.

"Well, you better get packing", Cora says

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Now at the Logan International Airport, James sent a telegram ahead to the President.

{+} MESSAGE RECEIVED{+}
{+} INVITATION ACCEPTED{+}
{+} ON MY WAY{+}
{+} JAMES BROWN JR.{+}

After the telegram was sent, James said goodbye to Cora, who had dropped him off, and boarded his flight to Washington D.C.

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After receiving the Telegram from the Civil Rights Leader, President Davis made sure that his Office was in its best shape, and made sure that the two men would be undisturbed. He sat at his desk listening to light jazz as he waited for the man to arrive,

[Deblar]

January 4, 1959; 6:12 pm; Washington D.C.

James had just arrived at the White House to speak with President Davis, something he had looked forward to all day. As he made his way to the Oval Office, he began to fell butterflies in his stomach, as would anyone about to speak to one of the most powerful people in the world for the first time.
He walked up to the Oval Office door, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

[Louisianan]

January 4, 1959; 6:12 pm; Washington D.C.

James had just arrived at the White House to speak with President Davis, something he had looked forward to all day. As he made his way to the Oval Office, he began to fell butterflies in his stomach, as would anyone about to speak to one of the most powerful people in the world for the first time.
He walked up to the Oval Office door, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

The President, expecting a visitor, stood and opened the door himself, "Well! If it isn't Mr. James Brown? Come on in, have a seat!"

[Deblar]

January 4, 1959; 6:12 pm; Washington D.C.

James had just arrived at the White House to speak with President Davis, something he had looked forward to all day. As he made his way to the Oval Office, he began to fell butterflies in his stomach, as would anyone about to speak to one of the most powerful people in the world for the first time.
He walked up to the Oval Office door, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

The President, expecting a visitor, stood and opened the door himself, "Well! If it isn't Mr. James Brown? Come on in, have a seat!"

"Of course, Mr. President. Thank you for having me.", James said as he took a seat.

[Louisianan]

The President, expecting a visitor, stood and opened the door himself, "Well! If it isn't Mr. James Brown? Come on in, have a seat!"

"Of course, Mr. President. Thank you for having me.", James said as he took a seat.

"So how was the trip here? No trouble I assume?" Henry said as he himself took a seat,

[Deblar]

"Of course, Mr. President. Thank you for having me.", James said as he took a seat.

"So how was the trip here? No trouble I assume?" Henry said as he himself took a seat,

"No trouble at all.", James replied.

[Louisianan]

"So how was the trip here? No trouble I assume?" Henry said as he himself took a seat,

"No trouble at all.", James replied.

"Good," The president said, sensing a slight feeling of unease in his counterpart, "How'd you like a cigar? Straight from Cuba!" he said as he reached for his cigar box under the desk, "No matter what anybody else says, you are equal to any one of the other visitors who come here. Except of course foreign leaders," Henry laughed, "I have to treat them better, they have a whole Army on their side."

[Deblar]

"No trouble at all.", James replied.

"Good," The president said, sensing a slight feeling of unease in his counterpart, "How'd you like a cigar? Straight from Cuba!" he said as he reached for his cigar box under the desk, "No matter what anybody else says, you are equal to any one of the other visitors who come here. Except of course foreign leaders," Henry laughed, "I have to treat them better, they have a whole Army on their side."

"If only those ignorant bastards in the South felt the same way.", James said, getting in his feelings a bit.

[Louisianan]

"Good," The president said, sensing a slight feeling of unease in his counterpart, "How'd you like a cigar? Straight from Cuba!" he said as he reached for his cigar box under the desk, "No matter what anybody else says, you are equal to any one of the other visitors who come here. Except of course foreign leaders," Henry laughed, "I have to treat them better, they have a whole Army on their side."

"If only those ignorant bastards in the South felt the same way.", James said, getting in his feelings a bit.

Feeling the room become less tense Henry nodded in agreement, "I know, and I can assure you, that if a Republican takes my seat, you will not have to worry about them. Change is coming, but the Democrats aren't going to bring it to you, especially while they have the likes of Senator Sharp and Boone in their midst."

[Deblar]

"If only those ignorant bastards in the South felt the same way.", James said, getting in his feelings a bit.

Feeling the room become less tense Henry nodded in agreement, "I know, and I can assure you, that if a Republican takes my seat, you will not have to worry about them. Change is coming, but the Democrats aren't going to bring it to you, especially while they have the likes of Senator Sharp and Boone in their midst."

"Yeah, that much is true."

[Louisianan]

Feeling the room become less tense Henry nodded in agreement, "I know, and I can assure you, that if a Republican takes my seat, you will not have to worry about them. Change is coming, but the Democrats aren't going to bring it to you, especially while they have the likes of Senator Sharp and Boone in their midst."

"Yeah, that much is true."

"So recently, I've seen you announce your campaign for the House of Representatives, how's that going for you?" Henry asked as he pushed the cigar box towards Brown,

[Deblar]

"Yeah, that much is true."

"So recently, I've seen you announce your campaign for the House of Representatives, how's that going for you?" Henry asked as he pushed the cigar box towards Brown,

"It's been alright so far, but mind you I've only just begun.", James said, reaching for a cigar.