I remember a time not too long from now that the headlines read so-and-so charged with speaking about what was on their mind, at home.
And the people just let it happen. First it was the obvious things that most folks didn't like anyway; things like one's own personal description of obscenity; and you know how broad a subject like that is. Then the new laws were written in such a way that as to include . . . whatever, as being outlawed. The reason for all the change was that enforcing the new laws made lots of money and allowed for the hiring of lots of people. It was the only way services could be paid for without raising new taxes. Eventually it was illegal for most folks to travel the expressways without having to stop at the checkpoints every few miles, or to sell their rare coins for anything more than face value. And those folks holding foreign coin became you know, deported. The internet as we know it now became a fairy tale spoken to our offspring, as well as the magic of air conditioning.
At the beginning it was called the new world order ushering in a thousand years of peace, but what was forgotten was the jack boot thrust in one's face to enforce it. More importantly what was forgotten was the fact that you can't have a new world order without having a new world first. And the map of the world I know from my olden years hasn't been posted anywhere. Suffice it to say that very few of any landmarks known today continue to exist.
And it happened because the people let it happen. They thought they were doing good in the world. They had high moral standards and forgot that all the people on the planet were insane and the planet itself was simply an insane asylum.
I think one of my happier days was when Jesus came and took them all away. It was quiet afterwards, and the world became beautiful again. Truthfully, it took about 500 years to clean-up of the mess they left. I was glad a few stayed to help put Nature back the way it was when we humans were first sent here. On the final day we all got on a space ship that looked like a shark and ran on stories. Thus began our vacation.
- Ea