FUTUREWORLD...
A science fiction story by wolfgangsterlin@whale-mail.com
Pete was humming a song to himself as he walked towards the PG&E
offices in San Francisco.
It was an old song he wrote in the 1990's.
It cheered him greatly that the prophesy had not come true. YET.
"The growth industry of the 90's...
will be subsistance farming...
when Reagan's rubber check bounces...
and global economic collapse...
rears its ugly head...
what will you do for food ?
CHORUS: LETS EAT RATS FOR LUNCH...
OOOh, The winter gets cold...
when the arabs turn off the oil...
Your BMW will make a lovely planter...
growing beets in bucket seats...
open the sun roof wide...
scrounging in the city dump...
I seem to have lost my pride...
CHORUS:LET'S EAT RATS FOR LUNCH...
His friend Sally and
he entered the office building and pushed the elevator
for the top floor.
As they ascended the corporate monument he checked his weapons.
Simple, yet effective.
When his organization planned the hostage "situation"
they assumed that there would be guards and metal detectors in
the corporate offices. So far , Pete had encountered no resistance.
All he caried with him was a sandwich and two bottles of "soda pop".
The first had an astonishlingly foul smelling but harmless chemical in it
and the
second was just water. The plan was to dump the first bottle inside the
lobby and just tell everyone there that the second was poison.
The psychological effect of the stench would make the office workers
believe that the second bottle would kill them.
The eco-terrorists demands were simple...
All PG&E had to do was return the $10,000,000,000
that they had stolen from the State of California and
the office workers could live.
Of course, it was not as simple as that.
There had to be televised press conferences
with Gov. Gray Davis and the CEO from PG&E.
The payments had to be scheduled and verified by Pete's
friends Susan and Billy. They were invading the Bank of AmeriKKKa's
office at the same time as Pete and Sally.
The four of them had met at a brainwashing sex-cult years before.
They formed a band to get their message across to the public
but years of total obscurity and preaching to the choir had
brought them to this crossroad.
Billy was the keyboard player and Susan
quoted poetry. Pete played guitar and Sally was the drummer.
Their song "television is a mirror"
was a hit in the Avant=Garde scene.
Television is a mirror...
with a feedback loop... loop, loop...
Television is a mirror...
with a feedback loop... loop, loop...
Everyone watches and is programmed to be...
what they see... WHEE!
What is the strange attraction of Miss White?
The available caucasian...
Ezekiel's wheel of fortunate suns...
UFO ? We don't know...
We think so...
Fire wheel Glow...
Our gang of fools entered the office's lobbies and dumped their
foul smelling liquids. They made their speeches and demanded action.
Within moments, they were surrounded by rent-a-cops and arrested.
Their eco-terrorist action was a total failure. As they called their
friends for help in raising bail, the police came over and informed
them that no-one was pressing any charges because it was all too
trivial...They were scolded by the police and had to pay to have
the carpets cleaned.
They left the police station and wandered downtown in
a deep funk.
"We can't even use this experience for subject
matter for a song" whined Billy.
It was at that moment that Susan started to make a inspirational
speech...(insert speech here)
They selected to re-pete their crime with more dead-lee farce...
...to be continued...in another space+time continuuuuuuuuummmmmmm...
They slipped into a neighborhood time machine and set the dial for 1963
and the location of Palo Alto, California. They slipped a quarter into
the coin slot and pushed go.
When they left the machine it was a sunny spring day in the past...
Their plan was to find the corporate officers when they were
college students and "have a little chat" about morals.
A little psychedelic brainwashing was needed...
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They searched the campus until the found the office
of Dr. Leo Hollister... And the rest is the history of the Future in
another dimention...
Pete and Sue and Billy and Sally
got MBA's at Stanford and became the leaders of industry.
With their clairvoyant advantage they were able to
out-compete their classmates because the future was the past
for them...
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