by Matthew Earnest
“Hi, I’m Ca$$ie, standard-bearer of the apocalypse! May I take your order?”
Inspired by Cassandra, the shrill prophet of doom from Greek mythology, Matthew Earnest’s piece features Ca$$ie – head cheerleader, homecoming queen, and soon-to-be-named valedictorian of Troy High School – doing community service hours in a fast food drive-thru. Ca$$ie is on probation for driving drunk after last week’s homecoming game, and ever since the resulting car accident that injured most of her friends and put her brother Hector in a coma, Ca$$ie has been having “the freakiest dreams,” horrifying visions about the end of the world. The most persistent one, about a tall horse at the gate, is especially annoying, and all Ca$$ie really wants is sleep.
“Somebody please just pour gasoline on my life and strike a match.”
Impervious to her nightmares, Ca$$ie files her nails, plays war games on her phone, calls her friends and takes orders at the cell-like window of the drive-thru. She has no idea that this night will be her last. After a series of economic meltdowns, brazen displays of breathtaking greed and corruption, and massive cuts in education to fund imperialistic wars, her formerly great nation is vulnerable and ill equipped for the modern world. Armageddon is encroaching just outside. The riots and looting have already begun. Great cities are in flames from coast to coast. The bankers and congressmen are already tanning on the beaches of Caribbean resort communities. And this is where it all ends: with a spoiled, oblivious teenager in a disposable building.
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