Cincinnatus C is under sentence of death for an ambiguous, unspoken capital crime. He knows exactly when he will die—tomorrow, when he will hang. Sitting in his small spartan cell, he reflects on his wasted life and yearns to use what little time he has left to self actualize in a big way. Through the written word, Cincinnatus C is inspired to create something greater than himself. Cincinnatus C would dedicate the last 11 hours of his life to writing, writing a grand plan to raise the debt ceiling, a plan that everyone can accept.
His plan to raise the debt ceiling would increase revenues without raising taxes. It would reduce spending without cutting government programs. It would reduce the government workforce and reduce incomes, thereby lowering unemployment and improving the economy. And in his plan to raise the debt ceiling, everyone would get an adorable puppy (or cat for those that aren’t dog people).
“A startling tale of damnation through LIFO accounting.”
“A fantastic surrealistic tale completely divorced from reality.”
The New New Yorker
“Page after page of debt ceiling drama .”