Please enjoy this excerpt from my new work of short fiction. You can grab the full story here.
To Whom It May Concern:
If you are reading this document, it means one of two things. It could mean that you want to know how the world as we knew it ended. Or, perhaps it means I’m no longer able to protect these notes, which will find me either dead, at a re-education camp, or soon to be in one of those grim circumstances.
I want to write this down while I still remember it all clearly. Every single day, some event is erased from our collective memory as a society. It disappears from the internet. It gets scrubbed from history, never to be spoken of again. Sometimes, it’s hard to recall how things were before this.
Back when I was a child, we didn’t have the internet. All of our information came from books. Don’t get me wrong. I loved it when the internet became widely used because I had all the knowledge in the world right there on a device the size of my hand. But perhaps getting rid of the hard copies is where we first began to go wrong. We had physical encyclopedias that documented the events and findings of our time. In many ways, this was so much better because words written on paper remain static. Words on paper stay the same, the incidents documented don’t suddenly rewrite themselves, and the photographs don’t get altered to become more acceptable to some group in the future.
But that isn’t how things worked out. The internet, while it was also the key to a vast world of knowledge and gave us the ability to connect with people around the world, is something that is fluid. We used to warn our kids to be careful what they posted because the internet was forever. Then one day, that was no longer true. At least not for those in charge. It became a vehicle for rewiring history that even Orwell, at his most dystopically creative, could never have imagined.
So, I’m putting this all down the old-fashioned way, using pen and paper. One day, maybe this will help someone to understand what happened to us.
Here’s everything I remember.
The Apocalypse started not with a show-stopping bang but with a quiet, sibilant whisper. It came not on a pale horse, but over the internet, on the day that everything, everywhere, fell under the purview of “the government’s business” and was enforced by The Algorithms. We all became subject to a series of formulas and calculations that monitored us, analyzed us, made predictions about us, ruled us, and punished us when we strayed. This was how we became Good Citizens.
At first, it didn’t feel like an Apocalypse. It felt like a rescue.
But then, like an abusive boyfriend who love-bombed you to the point you had nothing and nobody but him, suddenly that help was cloying, controlling…and dangerous.
If you didn’t toe the line and follow the rules, you’d pay in some way that would make you obey faster next time. The price for existing in moderate comfort was complete submission. The price for rebellion of any kind was far too high, the punishments too severe.
Of course, there were the advocates, the disciples of the “better world” created by The Algorithms that doled out CBDCs and ESG scores and compliance enforcement. The ones who couldn’t think critically for themselves. The people who wanted to force everyone else to follow the arbitrary set of rules that they believed to be right. Those who believed humans were parasites upon the earth and thus deserved to be treated as such.
And then there were the ones who didn’t have to follow the rules. The members of a class who reigned, as from Olympus, to whom the rules and limitations did not apply. The ones who ate steak while everyone else pretended that crickets were steak. The ones who controlled The Algorithms instead of being controlled by them.
It didn’t matter whether your political beliefs leaned right or left. All of our differences ceased to matter when we became victims of the technocracy. Some people were quickly Stockholmed Syndromed and became acolytes. They were the ones who would snitch on their neighbors and even their families for the good of society. They were the ultimate Good Citizens.
The Algorithms became the abusive boyfriend of an entire society.
If you cross them, you’ll find out.
I guess I shouldn’t say this is how it started. Instead, this is how it ended.
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Beta readers called it “unsettling” and said it left them “chilled.” Praised for its realism, this story shows us one way that the nation we love could fall. It’s a quick, 44-page read that will leave you staggered by the possibilities when technology is used as a tool for subjugation.
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Let me know what you think in the comments. Is this world possible? Is this where we’re headed? (No spoilers, please!)
Daisy Luther is a coffee-swigging, adventure-seeking, globe-trotting blogger. She is the founder and publisher of three websites. 1) The Organic Prepper, which is about current events, preparedness, self-reliance, and the pursuit of liberty; 2) The Frugalite, a website with thrifty tips and solutions to help people get a handle on their personal finances without feeling deprived; and 3) PreppersDailyNews.com, an aggregate site where you can find links to all the most important news for those who wish to be prepared. Her work is widely republished across alternative media and she has appeared in many interviews.
Daisy is the best-selling author of 5 traditionally published books, 12 self-published books, and runs a small digital publishing company with PDF guides, printables, and courses at SelfRelianceand Survival.com You can find her on Facebook, Pinterest, Gab, MeWe, Parler, Instagram, and Twitter.
Damn, Daisy. That gave me chills. I could see it happening tomorrow. Are you going to continue this story? (Hint, hint!)
Exactly the feeling I was hoping to convey! Thank you!
This substack https://thegoodcitizen.live/ may interest you.
Thanks! I’ll check it out 🙂
Loved this Daisy. Immediately went and bought the book, and will read it tonight after work. Need Sequels please.
Thank you! I’m really glad you liked it!
No even close-2-good fiction. It is disheartening to see how many weak people are in the US – citizens (the vaginal way) as well as politicians. Upside is pretty much from a select generation or two and geographic areas. The Union kicked the confederates ass one before and will end up kicking it again.
I’m not sure what you mean by your comment. This story has nothing to do with the civil war or north and south or even right and left. Anyway, sorry you didn’t care for it.
So, what are you trying to say is US women are weak?
And that there will be another civil war where the Union (North) will Beat the Confederates (South)?
If you have not noticed, but if there was a civil war, there is not a demarcation line as neat and tidy as there was in 1861.
Who is going to fight it?
The military is already having troubles meeting recruitment quotes due to the fact the majority of military aged men are obese, have criminal records, or drug issues of both the legal and illegal kind. Some branches of the service have had to lower physical fitness standards requirements for recruits.
Look around society in general.
Feels like a modern 1984.
Very good Daisy!
Thank you! I’m so glad you liked it!
Even your own computer is not safe.
Example: remember when Obama first released his “long form birth certificate”? I downloaded it because I was curious, then analysed it. Remember, that was the one with multiple layers, where the letters that were “scanned” were magically erased from the “scan”, that was a full 8.5 x 11 sheet of paper, that there was a “stamp” on an angle from the doctor on the lower third of the paper, as well as other things? Anyone who had done even just a little scanning and OCR could recognize several signs that that was an obvious fake.
Fast forward several years, and I was again challenged about that form, so I looked up online and found a completely different document. Only 2/3 of a page. Only one layer. Missing the slanted “stamp” from the doctor. Little rectangles around the letters. “Do I still have the file that I downloaded?” thought I as I rummaged through my hard disks. “Ah, there it is!” as I opened the file.
SHOCK! IT IS THE SAME FILE PRESENTLY ONLINE!
Little unimportant me who had very limited social influence, still had his computer hacked to have that file replaced.
Think your personal computer is safe?
Apparently I must be a member of something to buy on your site. That must explain the trouble I have had in the past trying to buy. Guess I shall have to make do with the excerpt. That looks like what we are headed for sure enough.
It isn’t a membership – it’s a log-in so that you can access your purchase both today and in the future. This is part of the software we use and there’s really no simple way around it.