2008-11-14 - 10:42 a.m.
Dizzel awoke and went to the window of his conapt. He heard Mideona stir and looked at her. They had been living together for so long and it amazed him he still was able to feel nothing for her.
They were owners of this conapt and they both had a group of mercenaries to take them around the expanding city. She was attractive and the mercenaries that transported them had very nice electric cars. He wondered for a moment what it would feel like to care for her. He wondere what jealousy would feel like if she were forced to hide the sex she used to pay for some of their rides. He wondered if he would feel shame if she were to become upset when he had sex to pay for the goods they needed.
He stared out of the window again and saw the school across the street begin to stir with the children of the age. They were not allowed to leave the grounds of the school. There was a social structure there that had yet to devolve as life outside of the school grounds had. The kids were given credit and did not have to copulate to earn it. The teachers in the grounds were able to have monogimous realtionships. Dizzel even heard that some of them married when they had enough tenure. With tenure meant the ability to procreate and keep the off-spring.
Mideona had been pregnant twice and there was no way to know where her children were. They might even be Dizzel's kids. he might have had numerous by now. His semen is collected to exchange for credit but some of it could have escaped into the urethra and impregnated any of the number of woman he had sex with to get from one place to the next or buy the goods he would need from day to day.
Mideona stirred and asked him what he was doing.
"I'm staring at innocence."
"I hate living next to a school. Those kids have no idea."
"I wish I would have been a better student."
"You would have never met me. Still, life in school grounds does seem so much more fulfilling."
"I would have liked to have aught history, to let the kids know how all of this happened."
"Would you teach me?"
Dizzel smiled. It felt good to have someone who wanted to listen to him for a moment. Everyone wanted something from everyone else but there was a time when people wanted to talk to one another. He thought that was a good line to start with.
"There was a time when people talked about dreams and goals. It was before the population explosion of the 2020's. It was in the time of gas powered cars, somewhat hidden depravity and before the game. The population growth caused the collapse of the fragile economy beyond repair. Money lost all value in America. Crime no longer mattered because murder was an aid to the chaos, making less of it if only for a moment. Industries died in sports and entertainment. Lawyers and judges no longer had courts to bivker in."
"When did the game start?"
The game was the only thing that mattered. Everyone got a chance and if they made their kick then they were able to kick again. ESPN still existed because there had to be someone to report on why ones missed and why others made their kicks. Everyone trained, everyone stayed in shape thanks to the pills. The land was still farmable but there was no equipment to cultivate it.
"It started in 2035. It was the culmination of a crumbling society whose lust for money, sex and entertainment clashed with the acceptance of failure. People wanted to be entertained and to also be a part of the entertainment. People wanted to report on it and hear why those who failed did."
"Do you wish you would have made your kick?"
Dizzel smiled, if only for a moment.
"I would have never met you."
There was a knock on the door, Dizzel let in Cherry, his mercernary that would take him to work at the food pill plant. They had sex right in the doorway, he filled out the paperwork while Cherry cleansed all of the semen she could out of her vagina.
Josiah knocked on the door next as Mideona needed a ride to the market.
On the silent drive to the food pill plant, Dizzel was happy that he didn't have to have sex for his food. He was paid for his work in food pills.
Cherry spoke to him.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I wonder if it get any worse than it is now."
Cherry stopped in front of the entrance to the food pill plant where Lionopa was paying for his ride home after finishing his graveyard shift.
