- Joined
- Jun 13, 2013
In 2075 the world is a very different place, a New World Order in effect since 2050 has reduced the globe to a new dark age, the middle classes wiped out, the population now is either poor or rich, the majority are poor and pay taxes to work in order to be supplied with basic accommodation and food.
The poor are the only ones who work, the rich, the owners of the businesses sit back, eat, drink, get fat and entertain themselves with some of the better looking poor people.
Work is delegated according to ability, poor can be managers, engineers, architects, however they are still paid lowly rates and only their accommodation and food is slightly better than the factory workers. Ironically it was these same educated people who believed the most in the NWO believing it would improve the world and make life better for the poor, they also felt their education would secure them a better future, in effect the NWO lied, jailing anyone who spoke against them and branding them heretics a modern day Salem witch trial.
NWO was about securing the future for it's own select group, connected families and royalty throughout the world and ensuring all others were placed at the bottom of the heap and placed into servitude.
When the NWO took hold of the planet some tried to rebel and were cut down in the streets by armies and police, soon the rebellion was crushed and people started to live as drones doing the work that robots once did, except now it was cheaper to have humans do that same work.
Television broadcast 24/7 across the screens of the cities tv's and working units and factories, the entertainment industry remained the only dream for poor people to escape the drudgery of their lives and possibly improve their lot in life.
But to break into that industry one first had to enter the pornographic films, porn now being standard fare and broadcast openly, anyone was able to apply for roles in the porno films and strip clubs, it remained the only way out.
Malcolm woke up that morning in his private room, he was the manager of the factory that made the bottles for the soft drinks that all the poor people guzzled, he looked up at the heavens and asked for forgiveness the way he did every morning, he knew what was in the drinks and how it dumbed everyone down and kept them happy but compliant.
At 65 years of age he remembered the world prior to the NWO takeover, he missed his old house and garden, his freedoms, he missed the books he enjoyed reading, now people were only to read if it were job related and education as they called it was nothing more than job training.
He made his coffee and walked into his office wondering if today would be another of those days where a young person, usually a woman would walk into his office wanting to her name to be put forward for porn duties.
He turned on the tv and regretted it immediately, "Porn Idol" was on, a talent show for people who wanted to break in to the porn industry was on, he sighed and turned it off again.
The poor are the only ones who work, the rich, the owners of the businesses sit back, eat, drink, get fat and entertain themselves with some of the better looking poor people.
Work is delegated according to ability, poor can be managers, engineers, architects, however they are still paid lowly rates and only their accommodation and food is slightly better than the factory workers. Ironically it was these same educated people who believed the most in the NWO believing it would improve the world and make life better for the poor, they also felt their education would secure them a better future, in effect the NWO lied, jailing anyone who spoke against them and branding them heretics a modern day Salem witch trial.
NWO was about securing the future for it's own select group, connected families and royalty throughout the world and ensuring all others were placed at the bottom of the heap and placed into servitude.
When the NWO took hold of the planet some tried to rebel and were cut down in the streets by armies and police, soon the rebellion was crushed and people started to live as drones doing the work that robots once did, except now it was cheaper to have humans do that same work.
Television broadcast 24/7 across the screens of the cities tv's and working units and factories, the entertainment industry remained the only dream for poor people to escape the drudgery of their lives and possibly improve their lot in life.
But to break into that industry one first had to enter the pornographic films, porn now being standard fare and broadcast openly, anyone was able to apply for roles in the porno films and strip clubs, it remained the only way out.
Malcolm woke up that morning in his private room, he was the manager of the factory that made the bottles for the soft drinks that all the poor people guzzled, he looked up at the heavens and asked for forgiveness the way he did every morning, he knew what was in the drinks and how it dumbed everyone down and kept them happy but compliant.
At 65 years of age he remembered the world prior to the NWO takeover, he missed his old house and garden, his freedoms, he missed the books he enjoyed reading, now people were only to read if it were job related and education as they called it was nothing more than job training.
He made his coffee and walked into his office wondering if today would be another of those days where a young person, usually a woman would walk into his office wanting to her name to be put forward for porn duties.
He turned on the tv and regretted it immediately, "Porn Idol" was on, a talent show for people who wanted to break in to the porn industry was on, he sighed and turned it off again.