The Brief and Frightening Reign of Phil

by George Saunders

“What we need to ask ourselves is, what, in general, has been the reaction to this Tax? Have the people been in favor of the Tax? If so, then it is my recollection that you did indeed make such a decree. On the other hand, if the people have been unhappy with this Tax, then I very clearly remember you pounding the table, denouncing someone for even suggesting that you make such a lamebrained decree. It is clear, sir, that we must, to honor our democracy, go to the people, in order to determine just what it is you decreed.”

“I’m not saying that at all. You are no more old or fat or nostalgic or ineffectual than you were yesterday.”

And that is where Phil is today: hidden in a thicket of weeds, not loved, not hated, just forgotten, rusting/ rotting, with even the sign that proclaims his name fading away.