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Eulogy to Generation Y: Echoes from the Future

TsaiSep 19, 2016, 4:40:05 PM
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Lucas knelt beside his grandmother's embalmed body, which laid on an alter inside the Moncton Mausoleum.

Born in 1990, his grandmother belonged to the generation that was hardest hit by the Sovereign Debt Crisis of 2018. Her generation was the first generation in nearly a century to suffer a sharp decline in living standards since the Great Depression of the 1930's. Her generation lived through a time of political instability, economic hardship, racial violence, and religious extremism. Her generation faced a fork in the road. Accept total control by the government in the hopes that government would restore order, or embrace freedom and trust in her fellow man to choose his own destiny.

Against all odds, against all predictions, against all the forces that conspired against them, her generation chose freedom. Through a series of elections that swept across the globe, her generation voted to constrain the power of government. Her generation gave rise to the biggest economic boom humanity had ever seen. Her generation saw the rise of companies like Solar Resources that would take humanity to Mars and beyond. Not since man landed on the moon in 1969 had the future looked so bright.

But with prosperity came decadence.

The prosperity from the boom years fed the growth of the state, and as the state grew, prosperity declined. Economic stagnation led to political instability. Political instability led to a resurgence of extremism. History was about to repeat itself.

The next generation faced a fork in the road. This time, they chose totalitarianism in the form of supranational governments such as the North American Cooperative. Unelected, totalitarian, central committees became the worldwide norm.

Before Rome was an empire, it was a republic. Before the British conquered large swaths of the world, they constrained the power of their monarchy. Before America became a global superpower, it had the smallest possible government humanity had ever seen. Freedom led to prosperity. Prosperity led to power. Power led to decadence. Decadence led to collapse.

Wash, rinse and repeat.

Lucas bowed his head and closed his eyes. The pendulum swings back and forth. Birth and death and rebirth. Cycle without end. We must smash the wheel of time. Nana's generation fought valiantly, but they did not finish the job. They left the ancient institution – the ancient evil – called government intact. They put it in chains. They locked it down. But they did not kill it. And so the government grew stronger, and bolder. It broke free of its chains. It gathered strength. It raised an army. It indoctrinated the people. It struck back and struck hard, and it felled down the lesser generation that came after. We will not repeat the same mistake. We will end the cycle forever.

This, I vow.” Lucas lifted his head and opened his eyes. He stood up, wiped away the tear in his eye, picked up his rifle, and marched outside to join the fray...

 

In our darkest hour, we must not abandon freedom for security, for if we do, it is our children and grandchildren who must buy it back with their blood. 

 

 

**What you read above is an excerpt from my novel, The Moral Foundation. Type in 'Welcome to Mars Expo 2065' in the searchbox to read my novel from the beginning. Alternatively, you can click this link: https://www.minds.com/blog/view/623391720482021376

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