Zayin, who was not entirely pleased about Wynsi’s elevation, mustered all her courage to say, “If, as you say, we Consonants are already a majority, why worry about a campaign and an election?” “Naïve!” yelled the angry Ypsi. “You are so trusting, Z!” Ypsi then lectured her lackeys about the threat of having Consonants who had always shared their home and hearth with the Vowels. “Only a democratic election will usher in the ‘Rise of the Phoenicians’. And that will get the Vowel-friendly, anti-national Consonant Libtards to fall in line.”
