Our story opens with two characters looking down at a body on the ground.

Bob Amerikan:
Move! It's time to go!

Redstar: 
Won't you please move?

Bob Amerikan:
Really, it's time to move!

Redstar:
You too can be a leader.

Mimi:
Guys, it's a corpse. It hasn't moved in decades.

Bob Amerikan:
All right, then, you must not appreciate the need for leadership
to get it to Heaven!

Redstar:
No, we don't need your leadership! We need new ideas to get
this corpse moving to Heaven.

Mimi:
No really, it's dead. [Leaves]

Bob Amerikan:
It depends on the quality of the leader.

Redstar:
It depends on the quality of the demarchy.

Bob Amerikan:
Christian fascists are preventing you from getting to Heaven!

Redstar:
Quite right, Christian fascists are fucking it up for you.

Jesus:
Love me and you will be saved!

Bob Amerikan:
Love Bob Amerikan and you will get to Heaven!

Redstar:
Hey, but I'm cuter.

[Necrophilia scenes cut by adult viewer discretion.]