Date: Fri, 1 Feb 2013 20:18:22 -0000
From: David Spowart <davidspowart3@hotmail.com>
Subject: To Serve My Country Chapter 2

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consenting age, and if your state or country does not allow such material
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Written by David Spowart

"To serve my Country"

Edited by

Jerry M

Chapter 2

Over the next few weeks my campaign flew into overdrive; but we were
already behind in the game. My main opponents had several weeks head start.
Funding was an issue in the first couple of weeks; but then old supporters
again decided to back me and funding started rolling in.

"Bryce, you have a campaign speech to the workers at the Municipal Machine
Parts and Co. at twelve; then lunch with the Governor at one.  You need his
backing just to get into this thing" Sara informed me.  "Yes, I am well
aware of that" I spat out.  Early mornings and very late nights are
catching up to me.  "Can you schedule a couple of hours for me to get some
sleep?" I added.

She flipped open her diary and replied, "Tuesday next week looks good".  I
smiled and then yawned. "Not sleeping much?" she asked. "Chances would be
good; but speeches, rallies, phone calls to contributors, its endless" I
replied.  "I think we need a lot more help" I added.

"Already in hand.  I have some interns starting today, and some assistants
later this afternoon" she replied.  "What do the polls say today?" I asked.
"The post has you in third, but the gap is closing" she replied.

"So what are the numbers?" I asked. "Governor Stanford is your nearest
opponent.  He is steady at 32%; Senator Danny Logan is holding his lead at
41%; and you, at 29%" she added.  "We debate next week, then we go from
there?" I asked.  "That's the plan" she responded.

"Look Bryce, we have our campaign up and running.  We came in late, but
hey, we are climbing. Stanford's message has gotten lost.  It's Danny we
have to be concerned about.  His record is similar to yours; in the
military, in congress, and he is a year younger than you" she added.

"Logan is on TV" Miles announced.  We walked back into the room and watched
Senator Logan give an interview.  He was calm, confident, and assured of
what he was saying.  He was handsome; his smile lit up the camera.  "Wow,
he is hot" announced Sara. "Hey!  Whose side are you on?" I sniggered.

Over the next few days my numbers rose.  I was now in second place.  Still
some ten points behind in the polls. Of the six candidates who started, two
have withdrawn due to lack of support. The fourth place candidate, backed
by an anti-gun lobby, was trailing badly with just 3% of the overall
vote. Stanford now trailed me by six and Logan by sixteen.  But this was
only the first primary.  Winning New Hampshire was not crucial; but I have
to give a good showing.

Five days before the polls open, we had a 3rd and final debate.  Only the
top three candidates were invited and sanctioned by the party.  Now, only
three were in the running for New Hampshire.  The lead held by Danny Logan
had shrunk, as had the support for Stanford; his showing now only at 11%,
and mine only a couple of percentage points behind Logan.

We hit the streets running, getting my message across.  The country is in
financial strife; it has been for over a decade.  The Democrats had
worsened the situation.  I am not saying I have the ultimate solution; but
I have a plan: a plan to make things better.

We debated on many issues; Danny giving everything he had to offer.  I
picked holes in his manifesto; as did Stanford.  Don't get me wrong, he had
some sound ideas; just not the foresight to implement them.  I, however,
gave a resounding display. The questions we were asked were fundamental in
nature; basic ideas and concepts, save the planet and ourselves, basically.
Stanford made the mistake of being backed by an oil conglomerate, while
backing alternative fuels.  He made himself look stupid, and the host
pointed it out.  He contradicted himself on more than one occasion, while
Danny rallied.

The following day, the Post proclaimed me the winner of the last debate;
and the polls showed the same.  For the first time since I announced, I had
taken the lead; and the timing couldn't have been better.

The day of the primary was long, no sleep again.  We went to our campaign
headquarters and waited for the results to start pouring in.  Shortly after
midnight, CNN and NBC proclaimed I had won the primary by a massive 8%.  I
was overjoyed. I received a call from the party chairman congratulating me
on getting a good start.

"Bryce!  Well done.  Great job" he informed me

"Thank you.  I have a great team.  We have some caucus results to come in,
but we are confident" I replied.  "I think Stanford will carry on; well,
for a short time at least" he added.  "Yeah, he's a stubborn old goat.  His
last fling" I added.

"Anything we can do Bryce, within reason of course, in the spirit of
impartiality you understand" he added "Thank you sir, but I think we have
everything covered" I replied.  Over the next month or so, my campaign
picked up momentum.  After the next several state primaries, of which I had
won six and Danny Logan three; it was obvious to the good Governor it was
time to call it a day.  He dropped out; but refused to name his preferred
choice.

When we hit Texas, Danny and I again debated the issues.  Oil again reared
its ugly head.  Texas was an oil state, and I was on record as an
alternative fuels candidate; but so was Danny.  We both received a lukewarm
response from the prospective voters; but the Democrat choices were just as
firm as we were for finding the solution to our energy problems.

The convention was looming, as was the last of the big state primaries.  I
was up by 22%, but nothing was set in stone.  I watched Danny campaign and
could see his passion.  I thought if I did not get the endorsement of the
party, and go up against what looked to be Senator James Brent from
California; I hoped Danny would blow him out of the water.  That's if I
don't get the chance, beforehand.

There was a week gap between Ohio and Louisiana, so I finally got to have
some sleep.  A couple of days before we were to debate again, Danny Logan
called me.

"Senator, how are you today?" I asked.  "Bryce, we need to talk, and I mean
in private.  Something has come up and we need to have a conversation; and
not over the phone" Danny informed me.

"Who is in trouble, you or me?" I laughed out.  "Bryce, you, me, and the
Party; so, can we meet?" Danny asked.

"Yeah sure, where and when?" I asked. "Bryce, I am outside your hotel.  Can
I come up?" He asked.

"Sure, come up!" I informed him.

Three minutes later a knock at the door.

"Hello Danny.  It's good to meet you outside the debate arena" I said to
him; as he walked in, shook my hand, and took a seat.

"Drink?" I asked.

"Scotch, rocks" He replied.

I poured him his drink and handed it to him and sat down facing him.

"Not joining me?" he asked. "Tea-totaler.  Never drank" I replied.

"Bryce, some information has come to my attention about personal issues" he
started.  "Oh yes, and what issues would those be, may I ask?" I enquired

"Bryce I know you are gay."  He shocked the fuck out of me.  "What are you
talking about?" I demanded.  "Bryce, the normal searches of candidates was
conducted by my staff.  I am sure you had one done on me" he went on.  I
could not deny his latter statement; it was standard practice. Digging for
dirt, it was called.

"The investigator discovered your little trips south for a date, or a hook
up.  Okay, nothing scandalous, like paying for sex; but just as damning" he
informed me.  I was seeing my campaign going up in smoke.

"So, you want me to concede, is that it?  Or you will reveal this bit of
information?" I spat out, as I had nothing to lose.

"Well Bryce, he gave me art.  He has photo's" he added, handing me a
picture of me and Luke; a guy I knew a couple of years ago.  I was standing
in a window and Luke was kissing the back of my neck. It was pretty
damning.

"Bryce, I have not come here to scandalise you, or blackmail you.  It's
just a friendly warning.  This information will not be divulged by me nor
my staff; but if we can find it, the press will eventually dig this shit
up" Danny informed me.

"So what do you suggest" I asked.  "After the results come in for the
primaries, if you or I win; come clean.  Start the real campaign with
honesty.  The American public will vote for whomever is best suited for the
post; not for with whom he prefers to share his bed . And Bryce, just so
you know, I admire you; and shit, I cannot believe I am going to tell you
this; but...Bryce, I am gay, also" Danny informed me.  He stood up walked
over to me, and said..."So, clean fight; and may the best man win" he
replied.

"Danny, thank you" I replied.

Danny looked at him and smiled.  Bryce couldn't help himself, and reached
over and pulled him from the neck and kissed him with more passion than he
had ever mustered.  Nobody had been close to taking his heart; but he felt
some connection, some want, some desire for the good Senator.

"Danny, I am ahead in the polls; you know that.  I would never out you, in
any way.  So, why are you not trying to ruin me and take the ticket?" I
asked.  "It's not who I am, or who I want to be" he replied.

"Good luck, Danny, and I truly mean that" I replied.  Danny left the room
and headed back to his own hotel; with a million questions whirling around
his own head, as did Bryce.  Things had become interesting for both parties
concerned.


To be continued...


"well part 2 in the can...hope you like my take on the Presidential
campaign trail. As usual comments at davidspowart3@hotmail.com

David