Dance with the Devil
On the cusp of a new/old administration, one intrepid member of The Council goes back to 2021 to try to change one mind.
When Forty-three found the time-traveling Founding Fathers’ temporary quarters—a modest cabin deep in the Virginia woods—Benjamin Franklin stood outside frowning at an array of tools and machine parts. “Excuse me? Doctor Franklin, sir?” The man from Pennsylvania flinched, turned. “Oh. Hello. You’re from the Council, aren’t you?” “Yessir. Forty-three is what they call me. Nice socket wrench you…















