kingnovel Chapter 1278 Is it him?
Chapter 1278 Is it him?
Edwin's face showed a hint of doubt, but seeing the strange look on Tang Tang's face, Edwin quickly guessed what Tang Tang meant.
He frowned slightly, his expression becoming somewhat strange. He then exchanged a glance with Tang Tang, and finally could only hesitantly ask, "...Why?"
That's right, the "he" Tang Tang was referring to was the previous president of the United States, that crazy big corn.
Edwin raised his hand, his fingertips brushing against the strands of hair that fell across her cheek, his tone hesitant and complicated, "This does seem to be a somewhat difficult-to-understand yet seemingly reasonable choice."
Their former president was truly reckless in his actions. He was a pure-blooded capitalist, and therefore did everything from a capitalist's perspective.
Some people aspire to high positions not only to satisfy their lust for power and improve their social standing, but also, even if they cannot fulfill their duties to the best of their ability, to some extent they can still shoulder some responsibility.
Whether in the East or the West, becoming a mayor, governor, or president means that they do indeed have the responsibility and obligation to serve the people.
The president is elected by votes cast one by one. Even if there is capital control behind the presidential election, it cannot change the fact that the president is elected by the people's votes.
Therefore, every US president, regardless of whether their actions are good or bad, or whatever their purpose, ultimately has to do something beneficial for the people in order to gain support for re-election or improve their public image.
But Crazy Corn is different.
He didn't care about any of that... no, he did care a little bit before.
However, he initially put on a show for the public, caring about his reputation, with the real purpose of winning the election and securing his position as president.
Once he became president, he was virtually unchallenged during his term. He was a wealthy capitalist and had no qualms about interfering in American affairs.
He cares less about conscience and responsibility than others, and he doesn't need those unimportant things like face and reputation. In order to gain more support from conglomerate capital, Big Corn can be said to have used every means possible.
If previous US presidents at least cared about the people to some extent... whether they wanted the people to live and work as laborers, or to live and pay taxes...
In short, previous presidents at least implemented policies to stabilize the economy, increase relief, create jobs, and reduce homelessness, among other things.
But our Crazy Corn is completely different.
The world has progressed to the point where machines and AI can almost replace most of the basic human labor. Moreover, machines and AI do not need rest time or wages and benefits, which perfectly meets the requirements of capitalists.
Therefore, in the eyes of capitalists now, machines and AI are the best tools.
At this moment, all the people below the middle class in the Americas are no longer cheap and readily available labor providers... but rather ants and garbage that consume social resources and crowd out public spaces.
They were regarded by the upper echelons as the lowest level of consumables, just like the countless ants that are born and die in droves, merely consumables to keep the American empire rolling forward, and not worth caring about.
Closer to home.
Under this premise, our "great" Crazy Corn Mr. has gone to any lengths to amass wealth and align himself with capital after taking office.
He does all sorts of outrageous things, and some of his actions make you wonder if he has a tumor in his brain that affects his intelligence.
However, upon further reflection, it seems that behind these crazy and illogical actions, this crazy Mr. Corn actually suffered no loss at all.
Yes!
He really didn't suffer any loss at all!
What's the loss of being criticized a few times? Once he becomes president, whether he does a good job or a bad one, he can't escape being criticized anyway.
He's really having a blast now, making tons of US dollars. The presidency has become the most cost-effective tool for accumulating wealth—it couldn't be more perfect.
Therefore, upon closer reflection, it seems that this kind of behavior of suddenly having someone knock one's head down without warning is indeed something that our Mr. Corn would do.
Tang Tang added logically, "Besides, you once told me that the FBI was involved in this Harvard lab, and isn't that 'Big Corn' behind the FBI?"
Edwin pondered for a moment and said, "It's like this... Actually, I met that former president a few times back then, and I was even invited to his banquet in Beverly Hills."
For Edwin, who came from a well-to-do family, such banquets were already quite familiar. The more conventional ones were like those portrayed in the movies: suits, champagne, red wine, clinking glasses, and casual conversation—everything seemed so glamorous and beautiful, upper-class and respectable.
Edwin usually only attends these kinds of parties, but the downside is that everyone at these parties is pretending, and everyone is very polite to each other, just "friends" who maintain a respectable distance.
But in reality, these people will also have another kind of banquet... or rather, a party would be more appropriate.
These business tycoons and celebrities, who are impeccably dressed in weekly magazines and interviews, all turn into decadent beasts at these parties. Everywhere you look, there are scantily clad men and women performing erotic dances and engaging in all sorts of explicit and vulgar performances.
Meanwhile, others gather together, shedding the cloak of civilization, indulging in various thrills, exposing their ugly sides, and holding each other hostile to their own faults. In their extreme depravity, they are like swirling mud, forming a hypocritical interest group shrouded in glamour.
If they set their sights on any attractive prey, they will use various means to coerce the prey into such a banquet, and then drag them down with them, making them one of their own.
Of course, there was resistance, but these people were already the top-level capital conglomerates in the US, and almost no one could resist them, so they could only die by "suicide".
Those who did not resist then twisted their ways and began to collude with the corrupt, even dragging other innocent people down with them, in order to demonstrate their "loyalty."
Of course, others who have already joined this interest group are not safe either. They not only have to actively participate in various depraved activities, but also have to maintain their own competitiveness, otherwise they may be kicked out by the consensus of other members.
Those who know the secret will naturally not leave alive; they will be squeezed dry of their last bit of value before being discarded.