The Death of Freedom

What do you do when no one is watching? What’s that? Oh, I forget sometimes. You aren’t old enough to remember a time when no one was watching. That doesn’t mean anything to you. You’ll have to trust me, but there was a day when there were no cameras on every corner, eyes following you from your front door to work and back, even inside your home. No one knew, but even then you were judged, suspected, and expected to behave in an acceptable way. Those that didn’t fit in were dealt with, even if their behavior was

You’ll have to trust me, but there was a day when there were no cameras on every corner, eyes following you from your front door to work and back, even inside your home. No one knew, but even then you were judged, suspected, and expected to behave in an acceptable way. Those that didn’t fit in were dealt with, even if their behavior was only rumor. Perception is reality, as they say. Yes, the same ones who are watching you. It’s normal for you to be watched, and even to spend time watching. No privacy, not that you have the imagination to know what to do with that privacy if you had it. Sad really.

And we gave it up so willingly, one small exchange of personal information here, another there, mostly because we were asked for it, not because we wanted to give it away. But what you give away, you can’t get back. You don’t even understand my words. None of this makes any sense to you. I suppose you’re right. You can’t miss what you can’t even comprehend.

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Antonio and the Asteroids

The length of the building remained intact despite the blast from the asteroid impact. Due to plenty of advanced warning, the building had already been evacuated, although that worked out for the best for Antonio. The spry youngster enjoyed defying the odds, primarily since he wasn’t old enough to grasp the consequences of his actions. Sure, sneaking around and collecting valuable items like laptops and jewelry could be profitable, and the likelihood of being discovered was near zero, Antonio found the freedom to move about as he liked more enjoyable than the prospect of stealing property.

Final Arboretum

When the legislation passed, all surviving trees were relegated to concentration camps, the largest of which, previously known as Central Park, will be off limits to humans. The draconian response to the suppressed uprising is seen as a final solution to the problem of trees. All communities are directed to erect their own ‘tree-only’ incarceration centers and all trees, both deciduous and coniferous, should surrender to their local authorities immediately, each to their own kind.

Bones

He stacked the bones until the pile started falling over, then he’d start a new pile. He never ran out of bones, dug from the rubble. As he picked through the stacks of broken wood and bricks, twisted metal, shards of glass, he had to be careful not to cut himself, but his hands were rough from the work, and he wore heavy pants, long-sleeved shirts, and his sturdy work boots for protection. He’d found the remains of the city by following the birds, crows mostly, scavengers all of them. At one time, there must have been thousands, tens of thousands, and rats. He hated rats. Sometimes, if he came upon a rat, and he had a femur or other large bone, he’d give chase, attempting to bash the animal over the head. There were plenty of large bones to use, but mostly, he’d find fragments, pieces of all that was left of a bustling city, and at the center, like all the other cities he’d found, an empty crater, the fingerprint left behind by the aliens when they’d pulverized our civilization back to pre-industrial days.

Little Creatures

I refer to them as creatures in spite of their obvious intelligence. I refuse to acknowledge the tree-sized tungsten-based life forms as anything other than inferior to humans. If you insist, I admit they have shown some resiliency and even some unexpected ingenuity, particularly in the South American campaign. This is due to the differences in the way we process information and respond to stimuli, not some inherent advantage over us. Mark my words, we will prevail and drive these abominations from the Earth.

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