Reversed Good Times

There was a time before, as well as The before time. Where we had less, worked more and things were simpler apparently. It was decided a change was needed, less work and a new structure of 8 hours. Children wouldn’t work, they would go to school instead. Extra income and savings would begin, leisure time was introduced by way of social engineering an ongoing fad for holidays. With leisure time, they then gave you amusements and holiday parks, giving you money and encouraging you to spend it where they would like. Don’t think for a minute they wanted people to have better income to be better off.

The good times are going backwards now it seems. They are reversing it, so people have less time and money, less freedom with less access to things that seemed so normal. Creating extra physical barriers now to add to the mental ones they have been instilling for decades. Cutting back on cheap travel, and all travel by the looks of it with 15-minute towns and cities being proposed. Not just across England now, but other places in Europe are following suit. All reading from that same script again.

After conveniently engineering it so that people had the need to travel more with work and life, moved further away from their local area through pricing and schools. Broke up communities and high streets with big supermarkets which now dominate the food chain. They now seek to revert back, wanting you to work and live in one area, shop and socialise and keep fit in one allotted space. Being monitoring and scoring points for ‘good behaviour’ by their standards. Kind of limits curiosity, variety, spontaneity and adventure doesn’t it?

Greed and selfishness drive profit, not consumer need. And however they try and paint these new structures they propose and implement with care or concern, any benefit portrayed will be another ruse. And one not many are buying into it seems with residents annoyed, local councils annoyed and the negative impact of them already being felt. As with the travel restrictions, hospital and GP restrictions and all the other ridiculous, draconian, childish and costly measures, this will cause more issues than it strives to solve. Another part of the rather obvious plan to disrupt and change how things were. Every idea they come out with seems more desperate and juvenile than the last, each one with its price tag and money-making agenda laid out so they can keep taking. More than money though, they take your time, your thoughts, your joy and what we know as freedom, and want more. For that to happen means we the people have to keep having less…

(c) K Wicks

The waiting game

A thought, of the future and a silly idea that we will be the ones waiting on robots and machines. It was pointed out to me by my other half that we already do. Funny really that I hadn’t already noticed, but then gave it further thought.

We do wait on them, in two ways. By service, and with time. We wait for things to charge, and load, or run its cycle for whatever outcome we await. We have to plug things in, change batteries, calibrate machinery, replace and repair etc. And it may well be that they would like to have robots and machines to do all these things, but it seems not quite here yet, if it is on the horizon. It would seem though there is currently a symbiotic relationship going on, we need them for the society that has developed. And the machines need us to design, build, program, operate and fix them. We don’t require them for quite as much as that though, do we? Apparently, we evolved and developed without machines, and they came much later. Without us, they wouldn’t exist, but without them, we would.

Machines and gadgets that saved us time, we’re put alongside ones that didn’t. Cook faster with a microwave, and sit in front of the TV. Save time washing and cleaning, so you can work more, spend more, buy more. Consumerism working its way through into our mentality, teaching us to ‘need the machines’ rather than just want them.

And now they have everyone being dependent on these conveniences, they want to ration your usage. Which all neatly ties back to electricity. Being able to cook, travel, work, heat your home and basically live these days, all ties back to that. Not for all, some people still have fireplaces and wood burners and have kept in touch with what we now call ‘the old ways’. But not too long ago, all those things didn’t require monitors, meters or someone you’ve never met to dictate how much you are ‘allowed’. Like we have stumbled upon a bridge as the three Billy goats gruff, with the troll demanding a toll. And of course, we do still have toll bridges, and have to pay for the right to cross it. Just an invisible toll taker these days – funny isn’t it, the word toll is very similar to the word troll, isn’t it?

So while we wait for machines, and they wait for us, we also are kept waiting on a daily basis from getting on with our lives. Waiting for politicians to say what they are going do, then waiting for them to either not do them, or do the opposite. Being told of really ‘great ideas’ that are being proposed for the future, but hang on, you have to wait for those. So, patience is something that is quietly expected of us, to put up with being held back, held down and often yo-yoed to suit the needs of those politicians, rather than they and the systems they talk of suiting us, the people. And of course, not implementing all those systems seems to cost an awful lot of money. Just recently we have billions being removed from the NHS debt, billions being thrown at a test and trace program that has apparently disappeared into the ether, billions being wasted on the HS2 project that was a bodge job from the start. And further billions being given to foreign countries. And that is only in three years, so imagine how much they must have been hoarding to have those kinds of resources suddenly available. The decade of ‘austerity’ suddenly makes a lot more sense now, and as people have said, if they can give so much away and waste so much, they are simply taking too much. But with our conditioned tolerance for politicians, of lies and deceit, and of being robbed of time and money, I am left to wonder, how much is too much before something snaps?

(c) K Wicks

A Cap On Things

I did wonder when watching Logans Run, and afterwards, about various things in the film. About how they ended up in a domed city with no knowledge of how it came to be. Of how there was one person outside, who grew old and was also completely unaware of how everything came to be as it was. And even unaware of the hidden city populated by many.

What was an interesting feature of the city, was that it revolved around a cap on the age limit of its population. 30 was the age you were allowed to get to, before a strange ritual which results in death, but is seen as an ascension of sorts by the population. No middle-aged people, no older people, no natural deaths it seems, or very few and a rather hedonistic and lazy society. Encouraged, monitored and controlled by a central computer system, keeping tabs on everything and eliminating curiosity when it did happen to appear.

Seems like a dream city to some, given what we have seen of 15-minute cities, restrictions, controls and various things of late. The idea that could give you an age limit for existing doesn’t seem so far off the beaten track anymore, does it? Because really, it’s got to be the holy grail of control in a way. While seeking eternal life, or the fountain of youth, I doubt it would be enough to just secure that for yourself. I expect anyone who gained that much knowledge and power, would definitely want to limit others access to it, or even chances of knowing it existed. But while you lived on for longer than would be expected, if others lived a long and fruitful life, they may see, or start to wonder why those in certain position didn’t seem to change like everyone else, or get ill, or suffer from the disease they decided to call ageing. But if they had found a way to halt the progression of life at a certain age for others, to maintain their own status, control and continuation, would they do it?

Whether we have a silent assassin amongst the populations now is still under debate, and without seeing anything first hand, I too still don’t really know if it’s true or not and only have online information to go on. But if we are going on the general chit chat of ‘the people’, it seems something is working its way through. A myriad of different problems, distractions, illnesses and drama. Some people saying yay, some saying nay, journalists arguing, doctors can’t agree, scientists’ parrot whatever their paymaster instructs, people mocking each other. Politicians playing musical chairs and gambling with people’s lives and futures, when all the while securing their own.

None of that bit is up for debate as far as I can tell, it’s clear and out there for everyone to see. Yet, no-one really knows where it goes and why. We are given ideas, agendas and plans to talk about and focus on to keep it moving towards something, without any real information being given to the ones who seem to be pivotal to it all working. Us. But is that because the plans aren’t really for the future they are creating, they are for us to think about now. And what comes later is something entirely different, and possibly will be dictated by whether the assassin is real, and whether it actually completes its mission. Because as they say ‘the best laid plans of mice and men’ and all that…

(c) K Wicks