America Version 2.0- Part One

2011, the year that the formerly United States came unraveled at the seams like a dollar store American flag sewn by tiny, slave laboring fingers in China. A rash of widespread geo-political blunders, eco- disasters, man-made diseases, a looted treasury, bankrupted and hollow Federal Reserve, the introduction of the 20,000,000,000 bill and riots at grocery stores with threadbare shelves humbly silenced those who just two years prior smeared anyone who predicted the trainwreck that was the fall of the house of Babylon as 'conspiracy theorists'. The visionaries tried to resist taking sadistic schadenfreude in the suffering that was the lot of the land, torn and bleeding like an Oklahoman born-again Christian homecoming queen's hymen on prom night. It was no small measure of relief and vindication for having been attacked by ones fellow former countrymen simply for trying to shake the zombies out of their digital, evangelical, pharmaceutical and genetically modified food enhanced slumber.The post American zeitgeist of 2010 was not unlike South Africa in the early mid-nineties, when the initial waves of jet-setting expatriates and neo-colonialist landowners licked their collective index fingers, felt which way the arid Bantu wind was blowing and fled for Europe, Canada and America.


Checkpoints by android military contractors (the old military consisting of maimed, parapalegic humans had been disbanded, wiped out by depleted uranium and post traumatic stress disorder) with teams of robot dogs scanning the remaining population for contraband like unauthorized communication devices, food, plants, herbs, vitamins, and water not sanctioned by the Homegrown Terrorists Security Agency throughout the country were commonplace, as were dusk curfews in cities overcrowded with dusky people.

People who once believed that the New Owners of the former America would take pity on them if only they submitted to and aligned themselves with the Order of the New Owners were the first to lose everything. They all watched what they once believed about America being exposed for the lies that they now were. The right-wing 'Jesus Action Figures', the ones who babbled about the Antichrist, cheering, "Who Would Jesus Bomb?" and bragging about having sacrificed their only begotten, unemployed and disenfranchised sons and daughters on the altars of the perpetual unholy wars in the Holy Land, believed that their bibles, stockpiles of canned food and guns would see them through the rapture that they had all been waiting for were the first ones to be targeted.

Their evangelical fervor was not enough to withstand the disillusionment on their faces when the military androids swept through their neighborhoods with scanners and sensors aimed at their homes. It took having their homes raided and being stripped searched by Androids before the Jesus Action Figures finally realized that they had been used as unwitting pawns in a series of cynically cultivated culture wars against gays, midwives, alternative healers, single mothers, the impoverished, anyone unfortunate enough to be born with a higher percentage of melanin or with a foreign sounding name. It took being treated like the ones who only just recently, the Jesus Campers looked down on with smug contempt from the comfort of their Jesus Incorporated retreats in sterile, big chain hotel suites in suburban small towns.

-to be con't.

copyright by sanfranchicky 2009