Whilst waiting for the raging storm outside to abate, before I can go out, I've had a great idea for a film script.
A mad politician who plans to take over the government hatches a plot in collaboration with a mad scientist, who is also a doctor.
This doctor manage to persuade all the hospitals throughout the land to donate aborted foetuses to an establishment run by him and aforesaid mad politician.
It comes to pass, almost everyone avails themselves of abortion on demand, as the economy is harsh, few jobs, little housing and high food and utility prices.
Over time, the ageing population outnumbers the young by 70:30.
One day, an edict is sent to all members of this ageing population who ever had an abortion to attend Wembley Stadium and other large stadia across the country.
They all turn out, partly out of curiosity and because of the threat of a fine, if they do not.
The arrivals take their seats and are intrigued to see half the seats are empty.
The mystery is unveiled as a troupe of people aged from eighteen up to forty, troop out to the sound of fanfare and take their seats.
The mad politician and his scientist henchman takes his position on the podium. Via a tannoy and large screens, he announces:
'Ladies and Gentlemen, meet all the foetuses you aborted! Now rescued and turned into living people! If you look int he programme you will see which one was yours.'
<fx scramble and rustling of programmes as people look up their names. Close ups of the looks of horror, wonder and bewilderment cross their faces>
'Ladies and Gentlemen, you are invited to assemble on the pitch, in an orderly manner.'
<fx, people politely make their way to the pitch>
'Now, Ladies and Gentlement, the people remaining in the stands are your aborted children. They will now abort you in return. You are ageing and useless, a burden on the state. Taxpayers money go towards your pensions and healthcare. Well time is up!'
<fx a noticeable hubbub can be heard as people look around them confused>
'Now Ladies and Gentlemen, it is your turn to be be aborted. Goodbye, parasites!'
<fx a cheer goes up in the stands as the ground opens and swallows up the ex-parents>
[ends]