...Something I want to write about
Aug. 31st, 2017 11:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no_apologiesThis might end up being novel worthy. (Damn, this is going to be long. I just know it will be, so I will write this out in parts.)
During a calm evening, Lisa saw something that made her pause, before looking up some music videos.
It was an old corporate news report listed in the recommendation of videos on YouTube. Lisa Rose wasn't entirely sure why it was there, or why the title of it had her curious; "Supreme Court Investigates Cover-up."
Usually, Lisa didn't take interest in watching the news. What journalists usually spoke about most of the time caused her to feel down or confused about why certain people would be so brutal towards one another, even in suburban neighborhoods that didn't look very different from the peaceful neighborhood she lived in, where very little crime happened. She didn't like thinking or hearing about people who would act so violent and crazy toward their neighbors or family members.
Every person on earth didn't act crazy. Of course not, not to her. Her parents were caring and helpful towards most people they met, as was Lisa herself. Throughout her life, she considered herself to be one of the lucky few in that had parents who remained married for so long. Her younger brother Max sometimes liked to annoy her, but not give her too much of a hard time. Acting like bit of a pest but being there for the older was a thing that some younger brothers typically did in routine. Or, maybe it was because she would sometimes wind up getting carried away in the middle of something creative or reading a book that lead to Max saying or doing something that would make her sigh or groan at his teasing. However, she still cared about him. He was a member of her family, and it was a responsible big sister thing to do, to visit and or keep in touch with him every now and then.
This old news report on YouTube didn't seem to be the usual average crime reports. As the blonde anchorwoman, Susie Chadwick, sat attentively in her salmon colored suit jacket and shirt as she reported about an previous hurricane that severely hit Orlando, Florida; Hurricane Cassandra.
I remember hearing about that, Lisa thought to herself. She couldn't recall many details of this tragic, for she didn't pay much attention to it. She was concerned about a friend who lived not very far from Orlando back then, and called her to see if she was okay. Much to the relief of them both, Patricia's hometown had survived Hurricane Cassandra.
Lisa didn't spend much more than a moment on the memory, for Chadwick's explanation along with what was being shown in the online video sounded quite interesting, and surprising. "Today, Agent Tom Fodder, head of the investigation, is on trial for the covering up for FEMA's irresponsibile actions to not say anything about the thousand survivors who were ill, will be questioned for tampering with evidence."
There was a zoom-up on the face of the FBI agent's face. He looked to be in his fifties at least. He was partially bald, his thin gray hair combed over at the sides. He looked calm under pressure as Susie Chadwick reported further about him getting caught of covering up for what appeared to be formaldehyde poisoning that happened to too many innocent people.
The judge, a man who looked a few years younger than Agent Fodder, looked and sounded displeased as it was the courtroom hearing was briefly shown. Judge Conrad, according to the appearing and fading subtitle screen below where his head down to his shoulders were, looked at the agent with a stern look.
Lisa, sitting in front of her laptop, watched in interest and bewilderment as Agent Fodder calmly explained himself. "Director Tom Walberg had threatened to end my life if I chose to say anything."
(...to be continued! My creativity for this story scene thing fizzled out just now. I don't want to stay up too late either, because I'm going to have a busy day tomorrow.)
During a calm evening, Lisa saw something that made her pause, before looking up some music videos.
It was an old corporate news report listed in the recommendation of videos on YouTube. Lisa Rose wasn't entirely sure why it was there, or why the title of it had her curious; "Supreme Court Investigates Cover-up."
Usually, Lisa didn't take interest in watching the news. What journalists usually spoke about most of the time caused her to feel down or confused about why certain people would be so brutal towards one another, even in suburban neighborhoods that didn't look very different from the peaceful neighborhood she lived in, where very little crime happened. She didn't like thinking or hearing about people who would act so violent and crazy toward their neighbors or family members.
Every person on earth didn't act crazy. Of course not, not to her. Her parents were caring and helpful towards most people they met, as was Lisa herself. Throughout her life, she considered herself to be one of the lucky few in that had parents who remained married for so long. Her younger brother Max sometimes liked to annoy her, but not give her too much of a hard time. Acting like bit of a pest but being there for the older was a thing that some younger brothers typically did in routine. Or, maybe it was because she would sometimes wind up getting carried away in the middle of something creative or reading a book that lead to Max saying or doing something that would make her sigh or groan at his teasing. However, she still cared about him. He was a member of her family, and it was a responsible big sister thing to do, to visit and or keep in touch with him every now and then.
This old news report on YouTube didn't seem to be the usual average crime reports. As the blonde anchorwoman, Susie Chadwick, sat attentively in her salmon colored suit jacket and shirt as she reported about an previous hurricane that severely hit Orlando, Florida; Hurricane Cassandra.
I remember hearing about that, Lisa thought to herself. She couldn't recall many details of this tragic, for she didn't pay much attention to it. She was concerned about a friend who lived not very far from Orlando back then, and called her to see if she was okay. Much to the relief of them both, Patricia's hometown had survived Hurricane Cassandra.
Lisa didn't spend much more than a moment on the memory, for Chadwick's explanation along with what was being shown in the online video sounded quite interesting, and surprising. "Today, Agent Tom Fodder, head of the investigation, is on trial for the covering up for FEMA's irresponsibile actions to not say anything about the thousand survivors who were ill, will be questioned for tampering with evidence."
There was a zoom-up on the face of the FBI agent's face. He looked to be in his fifties at least. He was partially bald, his thin gray hair combed over at the sides. He looked calm under pressure as Susie Chadwick reported further about him getting caught of covering up for what appeared to be formaldehyde poisoning that happened to too many innocent people.
The judge, a man who looked a few years younger than Agent Fodder, looked and sounded displeased as it was the courtroom hearing was briefly shown. Judge Conrad, according to the appearing and fading subtitle screen below where his head down to his shoulders were, looked at the agent with a stern look.
Lisa, sitting in front of her laptop, watched in interest and bewilderment as Agent Fodder calmly explained himself. "Director Tom Walberg had threatened to end my life if I chose to say anything."
(...to be continued! My creativity for this story scene thing fizzled out just now. I don't want to stay up too late either, because I'm going to have a busy day tomorrow.)
