Rules In the Old West
Don't take your guns to town, boy.

"The legend was that the pig eaten for breakfast gave the heathen warriors shielding against the attack of any foe."-Otis Butterfly, "In the Garden of the Rit-See Poo"

It was true. Even though the Midwestern Poultry and Pork Grange subsidy did not agree to cover the entire Afghan region at first; release of over 200,000 grain fed pigs, parachuted from very high altitude overflighted cargo planes, went with the precision of clockwork.
A traditionally stringent Muslim prohibition against eating pork fell quickly with the first snowflakes of winter as hunger and dispair tore souls to seek Reality. It was a taste aquired with the use of oil products needed to fully digest the strictly wheat-based emergency food diet.

In retort, the lower Manhattan fashion industry was flooded with bad imitation Afghan turban hats. Rejection was unanimous; bringing to market demands for high-tech wireless Internet-integrated headset hats.
Folks used these to get connected and organized for the mutual reasons found common in their interaction. Reason then became purpose. Songs were written and sung of the New Coming of Humankind. A Unity of Region (AUR) inspired concentrations of culture that grew considerable clear and mutual understanding between diverse peoples planetwide.
New Cyber-Spatical Alliances (NCSA) grew into effective surveillance and security services.
Things became very quiet.
The quiet became deafening.
The deaf became quieting.

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