Tyler Johnson is a small-town doctor. A family guy, adoptive parent and believer in Jesus Christ. But his emergency room is a cakewalk compared to American politics. We are unravelling. Power drunk politicians are pushing billions, if not trillions in medical products and green policies which profusely enrich themselves. Doctors like Rand Paul are forced to act as lawyers to fight off the wolves; imperial demigod’s (legally trained bureaucrats) are playing doctor and taking bribes from filthy pharma. Relatively speaking, the galaxy is hardly sick from Covid, yet people of all ages are suffering cardiac events and blood clots. Workers and children are masked. The D.O.E is Darth Vader’s youth. The love of money is a wicked root, but the love of self has killed 60 million infants, on command of the mother. What can the Rebel forces do? 

The empire is at war. A masked villain is calling the shots beneath puppet Palpatine—a former senator who once spoke, “It is with great reluctance that I have agreed to this calling. I love democracy…I love the Republic. But I am mild by nature, and I do not desire to see the destruction of democracy. The power you give me I will lay down when this crisis is abated, I promise you. And as my first act with this new authority, I will create a grand army of the Republic to counter the increasing threats of the separatists,” to which a queen Amidala replied, “So this is how liberty dies…with thunderous applause”

Is Tyler Johnson just another GOP member, or a Jedi? Will he win the senate race? If so, will the man be sucked into the vortex of collective bargaining? Or, will TJ partner with Luke Skywalker, a hero whose own mother perished giving birth? What vessel will he choose to enter--the rough riding millennium Falcon with crotchety and cantankerous freedom fighters, or another Imperial shuttle teeming with GOP storm troopers?