A Catch-kin for the Greater Good

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

What would happen if changes for the better could be made in Washington, DC? And would anyone want to do it.

It is often thought that U.S. Senators are always at odds with one another. And given today's political climate, I might agree. But the fact is, there are a few that get along great, once they are away from the party politics and the Senate Floor.

I just happen to know two of these hardened lawmakers and for the sake of their privacy, and the benefit of this story, we will just call them Ted and Allison.

What brought these two together was their love of Street-Vender Hot Dogs. Yes, those mouth watering Frankfurters on a steamed bun, topped with the basics, and served modestly hot.

Well, it just so happens that there is a street vendor that has a selling spot at the near end of the National Mall, and he sells the most wonderful hot dogs that either of these two Senators had ever tasted.

And it was over those hot dogs and soft drinks that they really got to know one another.

Oh, they had met in the Senate on occasion, and they had talked on the phone about Bills coming up for a vote, but it was the dogs that brought them together on a personnel basis.


It was a wonderful April day on Capital Hill, and the Cherry Trees were showing off their blooms along the Reflecting Pool at the National Mall.

There was a Senate Filibuster going on at the lunch hour that day, and when that happens most of the Senators take a long lunch. But with Covid 19 lurking at every conceivable restaurant, Allison and Ted opted for their favorite Hot Dog Stand and a vacant bench along the Lincoln Memorial Reflecting Pool.

As they seated themselves they heard rustling going on in the tree just to their right, so Ted turned to see what the noise was all about.

Looking up in the branches, he saw a boy about 14 years old, and the boy was lying on a large horizontal branch. The boy was saying something and tossing Cherry-blossoms into the water below.

Ted said to the boy, "Hay, what are you doing in that tree?"

The boy looked down and replied, "I'm trying to decide what color the water is today. Is the Reflecting Pool's water Greenish-Blue, or Bluish-Green?"

Ted looked out at the water and quickly replied, "It is Bluish-Green."

But at the very instant that Ted said that, Allison said, "It's Greenish-Blue!"

Well wouldn't you know that a somewhat heated and hot-dog consuming debate ensued? However, there was no final conclusion reached by any of the parties. You see, no-one could reach a two thirds majority because the boy was still undecided.

The boy scurried down out of the tree, which caused the Cherry Blossoms to fall on the two Senators, and then the boy sat at the far end of the bench that they were seated on.

"What are your names?" the boy questioned.

Not wanting to give up too much information, Allison said, "I am Allison and this is my friend and fellow Senator, Ted. Now, what is your name?"

"I don't have a name," the boy stated.

"No name, how can that be? Everyone has a name." Allison replied.

The boy shot back with, "Not everyone, some Catch-kins have names, some don't. I'm in the Don't Category."

Ted leaned around Allison with a confused look on his face, then he asked, "What in Hazelnut is a Catch-kin?"

The boy smiled and stated, "We Catch-kins are seers of things and a changers of situations."

"What kind of situations?" Ted asked with a skeptical tone in his voice.

The Catch-kin replied, "Oh, almost any situation. For instance, if there would be a good reason for the Cherry-blossoms to be Red instead of Pink then I would wave my hands like this," (the Catch-kin waved his hands all around), "and at the same time I would chant," (the Catch-kin began chanting a strange song.).

Suddenly all the Cherry-blossoms on all the Cherry-trees were Red, a shinny Bright Red. But unknown to the two Senators, only they could see that the colors had changed.

"Hay, not cool!" Ted stated.

Allison agreed, she didn't like the red either.

So the Catch-kin waved his right arm and everything returned to normal.

Allison was without words and Ted was visibly shaken by what they had just seen; so much so that they just sat in their seats and stared out at the water in Reflecting Pool.

Then, after a few moments Ted asked the Catch-kin, "How are you able to do such things? Are you an Angle or something?"

"Oh heavens no," was the Catch-kin's reply, "I am just a Catch-kin doing what Catch-kins do, that's all.

Now, getting down to business is my business for today. And I have seen and understand that you could use some help in your area of business, namely politics. And because I am a Catch-kins, a changer of situations. So, what situation can I change to help you today?"

Allison reflected on the events that were taking place in Washington, DC, so she stated, "Can you make people more cooperative?"

The Catch-kin thought about what was asked, then replied, "People have free will, so making them think something that they don't already believe takes a long time, sometimes years, sometimes generations. But we could use what they already believe to achieve what you're asking."

"How would you do that?" Ted questioned.

The Catch-kin thought again, then stated, "To put it simply, I could create a new political party, a party that would be attractive to Physically Conservative Democrats as well as Liberal Leaning Republicans; people much like yourselves."

"How are you going to do that?" Allison questioned.

"By moving some Republicans that fit that profile into the new party, and doing the same with the Democrats.

When I'm done they will be perfectly comfortable and happy in their new environment. And because they will still believe what they believed before, they will accept the changes I've made without noticing any change at all. They will be historically snug as bugs in a rug!

Yes sir-re, Bills will get passed, laws will be enacted in a fraction of the time, and the word filibusterer will be lost to history."

Ted scratched the back of his head, then Allison took a napkin and wiped Ted's ear, he had mustard on it after the head scratch.

After that Ted said, "I don't want to change parties, my family has been Democrats for three generations that I know of, to change now would be like leaving a dysfunctional family. They may be as flighty and inconsistent as they can be, but I love them."

Allison said pretty much the same about how she felt about the Republican party she belonged to, but nothing about it's dysfunctions.

The Catch-kin was quite confused, so he said, "But you will never know that a change was made. After I do this no-one will know that it was ever done."

Both the Senators just shook their heads indicating a no answer.

"Well, I don't know how I can help either of you, the Catch-kin said, "so I guess I'll just move on."

At that moment Ted responded with a do-able request, he asked the Catch-kin, "Can you convince the Hot Dog Vendor to buy a better grade of Mustard?"

Allison jumped right in with, "Yah, and some better ketchup too.


So, as the world of cooperation between the parties in Washington grinds to another halt, there is the comfort in knowing that these two Senator's favorite Hot Dog Vendor now carries the best Ketchup and Mustard in all of Washington, DC.

And you can find him at the end of the Lincoln Memorial's Reflecting Pool, where people visit, but apparently, no-one reflects on the Greater Good.



D. Thurmond / JEF



Submitted: January 02, 2021

© Copyright 2021 D. Thurmond aka JEF. All rights reserved.

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Serge Wlodarski

The Republican party is a dumpster fire.

Sat, January 2nd, 2021 11:00am


And no-one seems to want to call the fire department. Wonder why? LOL

Sat, January 2nd, 2021 3:17pm

Ann Sepino

Not gonna say anything on politics publicly, but I will say that this was an interesting concept in general. I do love how the setting is described in this story. And at least they lucked out with the hotdog vendor.

Happy New Year!

Sun, January 3rd, 2021 2:07pm


Thanks for reading and the comment. Hot Dogs forever! Yeah. ...

Sun, January 3rd, 2021 12:54pm

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