Word Count: 1,400.
Setting: I have been saved from the stricken shopping arcade. By who? Could it be… an army of Maoist space-rebels?
S.2: Vote 1 Mao.
“Listen up, converts. We have come to save you from your pathetic, wasted lives. Be thankful for the liberation you are about receive. The Party is looking after you, even though your mindless capitalistic system has abandoned you.”
The Maoists made us stand rank and file in the plaza. We were glad that they had arrived just in the nick of time and turned on the power so we were not going to die. More than a few of the Arcade People were nursing hangovers or regrets they didn’t think they’d live to feel the morning after, but generally spirits were high. The deal was this: the Maoists wanted Super Discount Moon C1832B as a military base, and we were going to give it to them in exchange for saving our lives. The one catch was that we had to vote for Mao.
“You do *not* have to vote for Chairman Mao. Voting is where you make your choice according to your ideology. Vote for the free will of the people. Be reminded though that the spaceship Golden Bird is off-limits to all enemies of Mao, and your votes will be recorded to determine whether you are a friend or enemy of Mao. After the voting process is finished, those who remain enemies of Mao (as is their ideological right) will be taken to the basement detention centre. They will be expected to do menial labour and unpacking the spaceships until such time as they are ready to be dissected for organ donorship.”
I decided that I would vote for Mao. At least he had a policy of not killing me, which was more than I could say for a lot of other people.
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Haha! A plot twist! And political commentary too. Cool!
~Lu.
Comment by Lu — Friday October 15 2004 @ 9:10 am
Y’know I think it’s really great that communists have been made retroactively cool since the fall of the Berlin Wall, but I’d really love to see a few cultural shout-outs to the Fascists. I mean, not specifically in amongst all your fantastic literary claptrap here (ha ha pun… papertrap…geddit?…mmmm), but Mussolini, Franco - those were some scary-ass charismatic kind of guys.. All those scary guys in the brown shirts with the truncheons and the mob rule…I dunno, maybe its the Nazi taint. Or maybe I just need to get my head out of my arse and find something more constructive to do with my time…
Ok, so I’ve got 12 minutes to kill before my date with Dr Phil…..
Comment by mellipop — Friday October 15 2004 @ 11:54 am
You wouldn’t know of course, since it’s in a previous chapter, but the Maoist space-guerillas are at war with the fascist forces of the Spanish Inquisition. It’s just like Star Wars, except *everyone* is evil.
Comment by Mark — Friday October 15 2004 @ 12:58 pm
Go the Spaniards!
Comment by mellipop — Saturday October 16 2004 @ 6:39 am
The Spanish Inquisition? Geez, I didn’t expect that!
~Lu.
Comment by Lu — Monday October 18 2004 @ 9:01 am