My Dystopia Utopia
PART ONE
Not to brag, but I have been in my villain era for close to a decade. The original seed was planted long ago, 2003 to be exact. I was in eighth grade. The subject-world history, with a focus on ancient civilizations. Now keep in mind I was raised catholic. Sent to Sunday school, and midweek church nights. I was expected to complete my confirmation, all of the typical organized religion bullshit.
Despite the cloth’s greatest efforts to subdue my questioning nature, I remained quietly skeptical. Well, that history class shattered any remaining chains holding me captive to the story of Christ. Learning of stories more ancient than the Bible, was enlightening.
As I said before, I remained quiet with my new distrust. Adults had been hiding things, lies about magic, and now I learned a whole other history that was kept from me. It all came to head at Red Lobster. With a mouth full of their cheesy biscuits, I blurted,
You know, if one story is true, they all got to be true. Zeus, Ra-all of em.
Which surprised my mom. Me, the child who clung to Santa until 11 years old was questioning the existence of God. My parents are as contradictory as I am, as we all are, and they just asked me some clarifying questions. My dad, always scientific, agreed with me and we talked as in-depth as an eighth grader could.
That little baby seed grew over the years. The scandal with archdioceses all over the nation. Children manipulated, abused, traumatized, and nothing happened. There was no justice, there never is any, not really. The president at the time being caught in several lies, and we were in what seemed to be a pointless war.
And all that time I was sitting there thinking, why? That’s what most young people think when terrible things keep happening despite adults being in charge. Kids were supposed to be the fuck ups, not the adults. Those whys, of course, went unanswered.
Jessica, that isn’t really appropriate to be discussed in class.
It wasn’t until college that I learned some actual history. The actual atrocities of slavery, the true genocide of the indigenous peoples of our nation, and the amount of children raped on this soil. And the seed festered.
Now it’s grown thick roots dripping with ichor. It has me planning and plotting as if people would listen to me. I know utopia is impossible, but maybe you need just a dash of dystopia. The correct people targeted. The bigots are no longer in charge.
Stage One
We actually protect children. Not from the imagined flamboyant boogeyman that politicians love to make up. From the actual monsters thriving among us. We actually do something to thwart their infiltration of our society.
If a government wanted to protect children, it would.
Predators of our species exist because we allow them to. There is no sufficient punishment when they are set free after a few months to a year of good behavior. Especially when their victim of choice is no where to be found in their jail cell.
Sexual crimes in general could be easily eradicated if punished properly.
This is where we get a little dystopian. When proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that a person is guilty of a crime against children specifically, they are put on treadmills. Treadmills that power our communities. They would work in shifts. For the rest of their lives. See I don’t believe in just killing them while they still prove to be useful.
It wouldn’t matter if they were famous, how rich they were, because remember- the bigot’s are no longer in charge. Sure there may be some flaws in this plan. Ones that come with the human condition, but this is me being as lenient as I am willing to be.
There is no reason for us to be afflicted with a child predator infestation
Another installment may come depending on the void’s reaction.
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