The Wolf of Los Angeles-Chapter 414: The Northern Campaign of Two Major Organizations

Chapter 414 - 414: The Northern Campaign of Two Major Organizations

[Chapter 414: The Northern Campaign of Two Major Organizations]

In the eyes of many, Hollywood stars and sports celebrities were easy targets, with some earning incomes far beyond their intellectual match.

Over the past decades, numerous celebrities in entertainment and sports had been deceived into bankruptcy.

From this, Fiona came up with an idea: "This startup project fits perfectly with the Feminist Majority Foundation. Should we give it a try? We can use the FMF's resources to produce something of our own. Later, when we target certain men, we can strategically place our assets to serve us."

"Worth a try," Hawke said thoughtfully. "Hollywood and the film industry are crucial platforms for American publicity. We need to have a certain level of influence over public opinion there."

Fiona added, "Many Hollywood stars champion feminism for feminism's sake."

Hawke's thoughts went much deeper and further. He linked this with the northern advance plan and said, "Be bold and try."

Edward quickly interjected, "I'm just asking, are you guys really going to do this?"

Hawke ignored him and told Fiona, "Make a list of Hollywood feminists. It's useful to me. Mainly women aged 18 to 40, from top-tier stars to emerging actresses."

Though unsure about Hawke's exact intention, Fiona replied without hesitation, "I'll get to it right after today."

...

Hawke tapped the long conference table with his finger and glanced over Fiona, Rosa, and Solana. "The reason I called you here is to launch a project from the second half of the year."

All three focused intently on their boss.

Hawke swiftly said, "Los Angeles is the heart of LGBTQ and feminism movements in California and even across the U.S. Your organizations shouldn't be limited to Los Angeles and Southern California. You need to expand and move north! Open new fronts in San Francisco."

Rosa raised her pen and said, "Boss, the Mattachine Society does have a branch in San Francisco, but development has been limited by funding and the social environment."

Solana added, "San Francisco has seen several conservative-driven shootings against the LGBTQ community, with conservatives stronger there than in Los Angeles."

Hawke responded, "That just means San Francisco is lagging behind social progress. Expanding the branch's influence and your organizations' reach there is key. Brian and my foundation will support you financially."

Rosa thought for a moment and said, "We're good as long as the funding is in place. We could hold several large-scale campaigns."

When he was just wealthy, Hawke shared Fiona's view that feminism and LGBTQ movements needed tight control.

Hence, the plan targeting marginalized groups by BlackRock was something he initially wanted to dismantle.

Money broadens horizons, frees the mind, and builds courage.

After Hawke truly controlled billions in cash flow, his perspective changed. BlackRock's marginalized groups plan became his plan.

These were all tools to be utilized.

"Don't worry, society can handle this," Hawke said calmly. "I've prepared countermeasures."

Solana curiously asked, "Do they involve our organizations?"

Hawke shook his head slowly, "No, not you."

Fiona, free of doubt, said, "Feminist groups dream of expanding influence. After this event, my voice in the Feminist Majority Foundation has grown stronger, with support from both Mexican and African-American groups. Organizing events in San Francisco won't be a problem."

With developments in business and politics, Hawke had decided to vigorously promote social movements.

Going the traditional route meant facing massive old-school families and powers.

Hawke said again, "Be bold. I'll have your backs. When necessary, I'll use all measures, including force, to ensure your safety."

The meeting lasted until near noon. Fiona, Rosa, and Solana left the security company separately by boat.

Campos had assigned several female members to assist the three, as per Hawke's instructions.

...

Before lunch, Edward drove Hawke out of Butterfly Consulting in a bulletproof Mercedes.

Turning onto Seaside Avenue, Hawke asked, "Savior, do you know those utterly marginalized African Americans?"

Edward said, "That's me!"

Hawke looked at him, puzzled by his thoughts. "You?"

"Yeah," Edward explained with sense. "Mainstream black folks are either gang members, homeless, drug dealers, or small-time hustlers. Someone like me, law-abiding and holding a steady job, is a non-mainstream black person."

Hawke nodded, seeming to accept this. "I'm not talking about those. I mean those who dress flamboyantly, are neither strictly male nor female, who've had or haven't had surgery but prefer women's clothes."

Edward said, "There are many in Compton. Many black families are poor, kids get bullied, and if they have siblings, they wear whatever they have. Parents often can't guide them properly. Over time, their self-identity gets confused."

Before the LGBTQ+ movement's rise, kids from affluent families rarely had these issues; it was mostly middle and lower income backgrounds.

Hawke asked, "How's their situation?"

"Terrible! No, worse than terrible." Edward recalled. "Even in Compton, full of degenerate people, these folks are at the very bottom of the social ladder. Even gay people rank higher than them."

Hawke nodded slightly and asked, "Do they have organized groups?"

Edward hadn't gone back to Compton in years but recalled, "When I left, they had a bar where they gathered regularly. Normal people wouldn't go there, and even if they did, they weren't welcomed. Oh! That's right!"

He remembered, "DaShawn, being so ugly, before meeting me, used to hang with those freaks. They never discriminated against him for his looks."

Truly, strange individuals often came from marginalized groups. Whether genetic or due to low education was uncertain.

Hawke didn't dwell on the reasons. "You've set up a foundation, right? Contact them, fund them, and get them working for us."

Edward was surprised, quickly saying, "Boss, these people are useless. If Compton produces garbage, they're not even that."

Hawke said, "In this world, even a scrap of toilet paper has its use."

Edward didn't quite understand and asked, "What exactly do you want us to do?"

"DaShawn's already dealt with them," Hawke reminded. Edward had mentioned the Odd Trio were nominally managing the Compton Charity Foundation Hawke set up; the legal person seemed to be Michael, the one who crashed into the orange sculpture.

The foundation had united many African Americans but hadn't really made an impact so far.

Hawke intended to use these groups, "Give them small financial support, help them find jobs, and encourage them to stand up for their rights."

Edward understood, "Like the gay community?"

Hawke said, "Exactly. Only by standing up for themselves can society remember them and realize gender identity issues aren't their fault, but society's."

Edward was at a loss for words.

They soon returned to the company.

Edward called the Odd Trio.

...

Within half an hour, the Odd Trio arrived at the Coastal Building.

Hawke summoned them to a small conference room on the 16th floor and explained some version of the plan that wasn't too progressive but relatively simple. Complex theories were beyond Edward and the Trio at this stage.

When the Trio left, Edward escorted them downstairs.

DaShawn was completely confused, whispering, "Savior, what exactly does the boss want to do?"

Edward scratched his head, "Honestly, I don't quite know, but Boss sees much farther than us. There must be a reason. Let's just follow orders."

Carter agreed, "Exactly. Following the boss means our lives improve."

Tyrone chuckled, "This is easy work. Didn't you forget our roots? We're all performance artists! This is just an alternative performance art piece."

Edward found these guys talented, "If you do this right, you might even become leaders of a new group or team in the future."

The Trio left the Coastal Building cheerfully.

...

Upstairs, Hawke stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the distant Pacific.

He wasn't about to let America stay calm. He wanted the U.S. buzzing with unrest and continuous intense conflicts.

Not to mention, only with social upheavals could new companies like Twitter, and new wealthy elites like himself, truly rise to power.

Those gender-nonconforming freaks were like the whip used to beat dogs: use it hard if they don't behave.

Edward knocked and came in, voicing his doubt, "Boss, what's all this for?"

Hawke half-joked, "Savior, imagine if the Capitol, Pentagon, and military were full of people like these -- it'd be something to watch."

Edward grinned widely, "Then we'd have a show every day."

...

At that moment, the office phone rang and Hawke answered.

It was Brian, saying, "Do you know Harvey Weinstein? He suddenly contacted me through Hollywood connections and wants to talk with you and me."

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