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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a daily basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

In The Year 2035

   "Daddy?" asked a nine year old girl. As she was leaving her front door, heading to the autonomous vehicle waiting at the street. 
   The street is Privilege Way, in the city of Aberdeen, South Dakota. Their population in the year 2035? Two-million-six-hundred-thousand-nine-hundred-ten well to do and not so well to do people, stemming from all nationalities that this country can hold. Current temperature? Ninety-eight degrees. 
   There was a President in the late 2010s who didn't believe in Global warming. He felt doing anything about it, during his time in office, would hurt his billionaire friends and their business ventures. He said it was a joke made up from over zealous scientists. 
   Florida is now one-fifth its original size. San Antonio, Texas is now called a port city, replacing the submerged city of Houston. And if your ancestors were smart enough to purchase property on the eastern side of the Peninsula Mountain Range in California, you are now just a hop, skip, and a jump away from owning beach front property. 
    What is left to the United States' Industrial Complexes, Agricultural Producing Farms, and the once mighty Silicon Valley, which is now the whale watching area of the Pacific, all had to move to the top third of the country. Places like South Dakota are considered to have good, mild climates. The same as what the now submerged city of San Diego once boasted about. 
   "Daddy, I see one of them coming towards me." said the girl. 
   "Just hurry up to the car and get in." Said the father of the little girl. "Honey, I have already called the police and they will be there soon to remove him from our city." 
   "Why do they have to come into our city? I am afraid they might kidnap me." Said the frightened little nine year old. 
   "Now honey. We have talked about this." Reminded the father. "We don't make eye contact with them, we don't talk to them, and we especially do not give them any money. Some people are just not capable of holding onto a job in this day and age. It's a numbers game out there and they are not smart enough to help America grow as a country any longer. Soon legislation will be in place where all of them will be forced into labor camps and you won't have anything more to worry about." 
   "Is that what you are doing? Passing legislation in the Senate so we won't have to be afraid of them anymore?" Asked his daughter. 
   "Yes dear." Replied the Senator from South Dakota. "That is why I am in our capitol of the United States. Here in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. To push forward my agenda of taking all the homeless people in this country and forcing them into the wilderness labor camps that Canada has graciously built for us." 
   "I am in the car Daddy. I feel safe now." The girl told her father. "I see the police coming and that no good homeless person is running away." 
   "That's good sweetheart." Said a relieved parent. "I've already set the destination in the car. Now off you go to school!"


This is,
Hoping It Never Comes To This,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“I remember one time we were walking into a grocery store and an old man was ringing a bell for the Salvation Army. I asked my dad if we could give him some money and he told me no, that he works hard for his money and he wasn’t about to let me give it away. He said it isn’t his fault that other people don’t want to work. He spent the whole time we were in the grocery store telling me about how people take advantage of the government and until the government stops helping those people by giving them handouts, the problem won’t ever go away… I believed him. That was three years ago and all this time I thought homeless people were homeless because they were lazy or drug addicts or just didn’t want to work like other people. But now I know that’s not true. Sure, some of what he said was true to an extent, but he was using the worst-case scenarios. Not everyone is homeless because they choose to be. They’re homeless because there isn’t enough help to go around. And people like my father are the problem. Instead of helping others, people use the worst-case scenarios to excuse their own selfishness and greed.”
- Colleen Hoover, -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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