Once upon a time, the real time, the Cold War went hot. Haughty agent who could not leave the trench got caught by a warhead. Every agent is a gent and every gent is a spy and every spy is a trenchcoat and every trenchcoat tried to become something else, become a carcoat. Car caught a nuke, every car. In Moscow, Paris, Frankfurt, London, Beijing and every capital city of the Northern Hemisphere, every car caught the smoke of the mushroom cloud. Every car did, with the exception of a Covert, for the covertcoat was hidden below even the trench. Literally underground, the revolutionaries and dissidents of the Western world were the only ones who survived the A-bombs, emerging into the the radioactive world and becoming its raincoats. Thus the courts of Europe, the Far East and the Americas welcomed its new kings who took to their reign with a rainy gusto.
As for those who tried to put up umbrellas to shield themselves from the rain, they got a visit from the overcoats…