Some FICTION I Wish I Had Enough Free Time to Write About; Even Though, I Should Have Never Have Had it on my Mind.

Oh, okay, I wanted to make my blog posts for today about my plans for my next creative writing project. It is a speculative FICTION about the English doing everything they can to get as many of their own people as guilty of as many illegal activities as possible by convincing them to intentionally choose to be prosecutably guilty in completely documented ways. This would have, of course, turned England into a Prison State. After all, Great Britain is already an island. And, stuck inside, would be one woman (based on me) all unamused because she feels like she is the only person bothering to try and keep English culture even slightly preserved... and although she does these things because it is the right thing to do, she knows it is more of a fight to distract her from bigger more pressing issues... as sad as that is a reality.

You know, the (beloved, in my case, anyway) royal family would be forced into exile. The Royal Mail would have to start calling itself something generic and dictatorial like UKMail. The art would have to be sent out of the country to live in other nations' museums. The RSC would relocate to the New Globe because London with its food being air-dropped in would be holding out as a last resort to preserve human rights in the state. Northern Ireland would rejoin the rest of the Island of Ireland or not… in honor of what the UK once was… They do have a tendency to do what they want. Scotland and Wales would volunteer to contain the English. Hadrian’s Wall would be guarded to keep the criminals in the Prison State because the speaker chips the English put into their own heads when they signed away their human rights by choice in order to make themselves prosecutable criminals made them all turn into podpeople. Yet, most pathetically, all those chips were ever meant to do was convince someone somewhere (if at all possible) on this beautiful earth to believe enough obvious lies to become a brain-washed friend of a lonely, pathetic, world-dictator wannabee running the US executive branch.

IF this were in motion now, I would, of course, urge the justice system here to continue functioning as long as possible doing its real job and insisting on holding the actual processes of the actually once-completely-existent government to work as long as possible. They are the last resort for social order. The only way for anyone to fix it would of course be to bother to do something useful… to bother to preserve their people, their culture, their nation… and hopefully they would bother to care about anything at all on this green Earth BEFORE they, as podpeople, pushed over the beautiful and symbolic circle of Stonehenge.

As the song goes... "Like a circle in a spiral... like wheel within a wheel..." Has anyone ever seen the only necklace I took with me when I fled the US for everyone's benefit?

However, due to time restraints,... most of todays posts will be dedicated to other things... Enjoy!