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As we walk up upon the stage, I take a look around at this familiar but strange
surroundings. It’s rather hot for late November, but that is due more to the lights than
“Global Warming.” Looking at this setup though you’d think “Global Warming” wasn’t
real, let alone a concern. The lights, the Cam-Bots buzzing around trying to find some
good angles, the crowd gathered to watch the event and so on has to be around
what...30...45 carbon credits? The people alone contribute 85% to 90% of that figure, but
I guess it is all right to have this many people out and about, let alone together, today- it is
after all a very special day. As I am herded to my spot and look out upon the docile
crowd, you can hear the chanting and the cheers. Like a wall of sound it hits me, literally
rattles my bones. I flash them a smile before my sight is obscured by the producer of this
show. I guess I was rather enjoying myself too much, and no longer had the privilege to
see what was going on. But that’s fine by me, for as far as I’m concerned things can’t get
any better.
This is the best day of my life, and this is the last day of my life.
Dear viewer, what are you thinking right now? Or, could it be that I’m getting ahead of
myself in assuming that you can think? Hell, do you even understand me right now? I
guess it really doesn’t matter one way or another who or what finds this NEC, if they even
find it at all. It could happen, they might not incinerate us at all. They could place our
bodies on the outskirts of town like a banner for all to see instead. Maybe as my brain
matter rots, leaks or does whatever it does, my chip will fall out and be found one day by
someone who wonders what the **** was going on during this time period. Hope hasn’t
done **** for me in a while other than let me down, but on this day at least I’ll partake in
that guilty pleasure hope provides for one last time and record these last moments on my
chip so that from this record you shall know of my world, what has become of it, and
become of me. And if you never get this...I at least found a way to pass the time.
2010 was when it truly began. Some would argue the nukes of 09 was what threw the
apparatus into play but I truly believe it was New Years of 2010 that set this whole thing
off with a bang. Al-Qaeda had gotten hold of a chimera of anthrax/small pox and let it lose
on 10 major countries around the world. The toll was astounding, especially in the US. On
one day alone we had lost 30 million. How that could have happened with all the
quarantines set in place and vaccines handed out to cities that weren’t affected I don’t
know, but that surely wasn’t the end of it. Things had gotten so rough that the US finally
collapsed. Luckily for us Canada and South America was there for us, ever since that
incident in 09 we decided to join up to better combat terror. Had they not been there for
us, I’m quite sure more of us would have died in 2010. But even with Canada and South
America behind us, the combined might of the NAU was no match for this plague. That’s
when they decided to step in and offer us a hand, that’s when the European Union came in
and it all went to hell.
In exchange for their help and taking us in, the EU wanted us to “modernize” our rights as
well as our thinking to their 21st century way of doing things. For example the plague,
along with the old and crippled, were putting to much of a strain on our “modern” medical
system. It was either one or the other, and since we couldn’t stop al-Qaeda from
producing plagues in a lab the old and maimed, it was decided, had to go. Not all of them
went kicking and screaming though, some went with the biggest grins on their faces that
one would ever see in their whole lifetime. One could get their family out of carbon debt
by offering themselves back to Mother Earth. Others just wanted to give back after being
given so much by our “loving” officials. And the others, well, I can’t blame them for not
wanting to stick around. For a while this helped things out quite a bit. The time it took to
get medical care was shortened, the rations were bigger, and the carbon debt was going
down to the point where we might have a surplus. A lot of people were looking forward
to that surplus, and who wouldn’t? Even I wanted to taste an ounce of beef again, and
some were finally going to get a chance to have a child, but good times unfortunately
don’t last forever.
Word started going around that the plague we have experienced may have been purposely
released. Some even went further saying that some of the vaccines even had the plague in
it. Blame was being placed practically everywhere but on Al-Qaeda it seemed. At the time
it didn’t seem possible to me how a regional group like the NAU or the EU could kill 150
Million, in fact it seemed rather ridiculous. I was even surprised that there were some
“toothers” still alive causing trouble and sowing chaos within the masses. But there they
were, causing a fuss about this “inside job” business. I couldn’t see why they thought that
way, besides being demented, when the leader of Al-Qaeda NAU Alex Jones practically
patted himself on the back for doing the attack every time he hacked into our TV shows.
Everyday that fool would come on air like Emmanuel Goldstein from that banned book,
interrupting some show at a pivotal part in it’s story just to gloat at us about all the
trouble he’s caused while he screamed his venomous hate at us for a couple of minutes.
With the “toothers” causing trouble and Alex adding to it with his terror network and
supporters, the Union was left with no choice but to tighten its laws, as well put an end to
the increased rations and carbon surplus for the greater good and stability of society.
This led to the January riots of 2012.
The riots claimed the lives of several people including a few government officials here and
there. Since the Union Troopers were taking out the terrorist that made up in the Unholy
Trio (Russia, China, and the Middle East), the Union had no choice but to launch the
Pep-Bots. The Pep-Bots were autonomous machines whose primary function was to
pacify and bring peace back to an area through the diplomacy of death. Outfitted with
everything from guns, sensors, lasers, sonic cannons, microwaves beams and tasers- the
Pep-Bot was a formidable tool against terrorism. What made the Pep-Bot deadlier than
say a Slayer Bot is the brain housed within the unit. After being reconditioned and trained
to follow simple orders and identity threats at the Reconditioning Centers, volunteers and
old troopers of the Union would have their brains extracted and placed into the machine.
To ensure proper function out of the brain when it came down to following orders, a drug
known as Peptin-C was developed. Highly addictive, this euphoric drug was placed into a
reservoir in the machine and would only be administered when the machine followed
orders or other task that the Union felt deserved to be rewarded. With this type of
“motivation” the Pep-Bots were extremely efficient in their jobs and rarely
“malfunctioned” or “misperformed” at their duties. Within 2 weeks of their deployment
the Pep-Bots quelled most of the riots within the Union. Shortly after the riots were put to
an end, the Union decided to bring out the Neural Enhancement Chips, or NEC for short,
to the public at large. Although the chip would keep better track of how much carbon we
produced, thus increasing the carbon debt of some to unbearable limits, as well as keep
tabs on the populace, thus preventing riots before they happen, the chips also had some
benefits. It allowed you to record and share thoughts and memories with family and
friends directly or with strangers on YouTube, improved memory, allowed you to
communicate with others telepathically no matter what their language was, and combine
intellects for an increase in intelligence and work efficiency through the hive mind
function. With the stability and diversions the NECs provided, things were getting back to
normal until they arrived once again.
The “toothers” somehow found their way back from their supposed extinction by 2015.
Their resurrection however was anything but peaceful, for they came back swinging in full
force against the Union. Out of all the “crimes” and atrocities the toothers committed on
the government at large during this time, the worse attack on the Union in modern time
came on, ironically, the 5th of November, 2015. The damage done was, in many ways,
irreparable. No attack would have such a lasting effect as the one committed on the 5th of
November, for it was an attack that most likely was never seen or experienced before by
man within human history. A virus known as “The Red Pill” was uploaded onto the NI
(Neural Internet) and was distributed throughout the Union, and possibly, across the
world. Besides attacking Union interest and Pro Union sites, “The Red Pill” contained a
trojan that specifically affected NEC’s. The trojan was called, in honor of a fundraising
campaign of some congressman on the same day long ago, “The Money Bomb.” But what
this bomb brought was anything but money needed by a desperate people. No, what this
“bomb” brought was truth.
The government always had other uses for the NEC’s other than what was told to us, we
all knew that. But what we did not know was the other hidden feature on the NEC that
the government had been using since it’s inception- the memory wipe function. The
memory wipe function, or “the memory hole” as the people liked to call it, could target
specific memories and make the person forget whatever the Union wanted them to forget.
Knowledge, skills, news, history, family and friends could in a push of a button all be
forgotten. If the Union really wanted to teach you, some political dissident, or terrorist
reporter a lesson and make sure you never bothered them again, they could dump a good
part of your mind and make you no better than a drooling fool. As tyrannical and ruthless
as this function was however, it was far from perfect. As much as they would have liked to
believe that they could, like gods, erase our memories forever, they could only suppress
memories- and nothing more. And that is why the 5th of November was so painful, so
damaging, to the Union- for those that were once blinded and dumbed down by this horrid
system could now, once again, see.
Since 2011 the Union had camps! Since 2012 people have been plucked from their homes,
their lives, their families and loved ones to never to be seen again! Since 2012 countless
people had died within these camps from things to horrid to mention! And not one damn
person did a thing about it, not one damn person kicked and fussed and raised a ruckus
about it! Why?!? CAUSE NOT ONE DAMN PERSON AFTER GETTING THEIR NEC
REMEMBERS ANYTHING ABOUT THIS TO BEGIN WITH! All that damn Union had
to do was erase that person from your mind and they were gone, THAT’S IT!
I had a wife...I HAD A WIFE! IT WASN’T UNTIL THE 5TH OF NOVEMBER THAT I
EVEN REMEMBERED HER! I HAD A WIFE! HER NAME WAS ALICE AND I
LOVED HER, AND YET SHE WAS TAKEN FROM ME, EVEN THE MEMORIES
OF HER WERE TAKEN FROM ME, JUST SO THAT I WOULDN’T GET UPSET
AND MAKE A FUSS ABOUT IT! AND I JUST WENT ALONG WITH MY LIFE
LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED AT ALL WHILE SHE WAS RAPED AND ROTTED
AWAY IN SOME GODDAMN CAMP CAUSE I REMEMBERED NOTHING!
Can you possibly imagine that? You’ve been with someone for 5, 10, 15 or more years of
your life and then you wake up one morning like nothing ever happened, not remembering
a single thing...can you imagine that?...I can’t tell you how everyone else felt, to be quite
frank I could care less how everyone else felt. They TOOK my WIFE, they TOOK my
LIFE, THEY TOOK MY FREEDOM! ...all I wanted now was revenge.
I was from that point on no longer a docile sheep to be herded about and fleeced till death,
but an angry, awakened man. The only thing I wanted to give the Union now was their
death. I, and others now like me, used our chips to meet up with one another to wage war
on the system. We went into hiding while the riots started, we somehow found a way to
modify our chips before the drones could go over the cities and “correct” what the
“Money Bomb” had done, and from there we started raising hell.
When we weren’t outright causing bloodshed and destruction against the Union, we
Truthers were using the sharing capabilities of the NEC’ to try and wake back up anyone
we could by giving to anyone we could push our info onto videos, documents, articles,
and old podcast of Alex Jones and other terrorist that the Union despised. We would also
share with them the history that had been kept from them and the true nature of our
reality. Some couldn’t handle the truth at all, the reprogramming by the Union done after
the 5th was too strong. To them the “truth” that was given was nothing more than bullshit
to be erased from their mind and be forgotten forever. To others it was the light that
finally brought them back from their forced slumber to a nonsensical world they once
thought was sane. They didn’t like what their world had become, and they rededicated
their lives to getting it back. The Union in their drone sweeps of cities would sometimes
do resets in the futile attempt to keep their sheep sleeping. Although once in a while we
would lose few of our own to this, everyone else’s memories and data were not affected
by these sweeps.
As our anger and rage grew more and more against the Union, our dissent and attacks
upon the Union just grew more and more destructive and costly. The flash mobs that were
once nothing more than conjecture was now a reality. With or without the Pep-Bots heavy
casualties were being taken. Unfortunately for us robots were easier to fix back up than
man. Our side would start to lose more and more people while the other side would gain
more and more Bots until, for my area at least, it became lopsided and toppled over. In the
year 2017, I was captured along with my group and brought to “justice.” I guess my
group had been a favorite of the Union, or so it would seem from the “praises” the tribunal
would sing as they read from our very long list of charges. I guess that is why they didn’t
kill us outright and instead, decided to go through with this spectacle. It may be shameful
to say but it’s true- the tribunal reading our long list of achievements on TV was the
proudest moment of my life. It put the time my group and I killed a few of those high and
mighty bastards and razed their Eco-Sanctuary to the ground to shame.
On that day, just like today, carbon credits and Mother Earth didn’t seem to matter- for
everyone was given just enough power to watch the spectacle on their TV’s. Our tribunal
was televised for all within the Union to see so that the people can witness justice at work,
and be shown at the same time what will happen to those that dissent. To top off this
spectacular production we had distinguished guest like Lord David Rockefeller and the
like in attendance. I made sure to wave to Lord Rockefeller and flash him a smile before
he had the guard knock me in the face with the butt of his rifle. I guess he’s still sore about
that attempt on his life a while back. The scars he received were so severe that he had to
have a new face and eyes cloned for him just to look somewhat decent.
The tribunal had found us guilty and sentenced us to death by hanging. Before we were to
be hanged though we spent some time in a facility being tortured for information and for
kicks. And now, here we are today. You are now up to speed on how my companions and
I wound up here on this stage, about to be hanged for crimes against humanity. The
mindless crowd can’t take it any longer, they want to see us “dance in the air” they roar. It
would have been nice to see that slacken look on their faces and look them in their lifeless
eyes before I die. Hell, it would have been nice to have some last words. But we can’t do
that for the same reason that I’m blindfolded- you can’t have a terrorist, a monster, full of
conviction and the truth be presented for public consumption without fear in his eyes or a
tremble in his voice before he dies. What would the sheep think if that was done? That’s
why they blindfolded me. That’s why I cannot speak to anyone but, maybe, you.
This is the last day of my life, but it is also the happiest day of my life. Although me and
my friends shall die here today, in front of a hopeless, mindless crowd- we will die free. I
can only hope that there are others out there fighting to get back what was rightfully ours,
and what once belonged to all of mankind. But if we were all that was left, if there were
no others after us to fight for that light of liberty, at least it can be said that during the last
days of man, man went out well.
May God bless this fallen.........
(Record Terminated July 4th, 2017 - 16:03)
Copyright 2008 Wally
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