Oxygénia
In the year 3069, space farer Peter MacGulliver who is used to a happy life on a healthy and clean planet Earth strands on a planet which environment is completely ruined by heavy pollution, where there isn't even any oxygen left in the atmosphere and where billions of humanoid beings have to live with gas masks and rationed oxygen for their whole life – Oxygénia. On his long way to escape this living nightmare, Peter has to get to know all three major layers of the society of Oxygénia: Trunk Bearers, Rememberers and the "upper ten thousand" (one hundred lineages with one hundred members), the last ones living in a literal paradise and sheer luxury on the expense of all others. There are also some refugees and renegades amongst the Rememberers... can Peter escape Oxygénia, get back to his spaceship and his wife who is waiting there for him? This novel is a grim dark vision of what can very well become of Earth if mankind goes on the way it has done for the last few centuries. Today, there are already structures on Earth similiar to the dreadful "Oxygénia Trust" with its one hundred lineages, "elites" who don't bother about the fate of billions of other humans; there is pollution and climate change which is both very well capable of turning Earth into Oxygénia if our species doesn't change the set course very soon. See what the future might be like, and let's hope and take actions that it's not too late already, that we still can get off the path we're on to now – the path to Oxygénia.
In the year 3069, space farer Peter MacGulliver who is used to a happy life on a healthy and clean planet Earth strands on a planet which environment is completely ruined by heavy pollution, where there isn't even any oxygen left in the atmosphere and where billions of humanoid beings have to live with gas masks and rationed oxygen for their whole life – Oxygénia.
On his long way to escape this living nightmare, Peter has to get to know all three major layers of the society of Oxygénia: Trunk Bearers, Rememberers and the "upper ten thousand" (one hundred lineages with one hundred members), the last ones living in a literal paradise and sheer luxury on the expense of all others. There are also some refugees and renegades amongst the Rememberers... can Peter escape Oxygénia, get back to his spaceship and his wife who is waiting there for him?
This novel is a grim dark vision of what can very well become of Earth if mankind goes on the way it has done for the last few centuries. Today, there are already structures on Earth similiar to the dreadful "Oxygénia Trust" with its one hundred lineages, "elites" who don't bother about the fate of billions of other humans; there is pollution and climate change which is both very well capable of turning Earth into Oxygénia if our species doesn't change the set course very soon. See what the future might be like, and let's hope and take actions that it's not too late already, that we still can get off the path we're on to now – the path to Oxygénia.
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I didn't look for pockets on them. But now I realise that the suit<br />
actually has some."<br />
Thread-thin zippers were in many places of the suit. Peter only<br />
needed to touch them and had a thin golden pencil, an empty<br />
notepad and a pocket calendar in his hand. The front page of the<br />
calendar said: Calendar for the Year of Mercy 1207.<br />
He would so have loved to open it... but at the table of the prince<br />
of <strong>Oxygénia</strong>, during lunch, this was unfitting. He didn't find,<br />
however, a watch. He just wanted to mention it when he realised<br />
that the sparkling cufflink was a small watch, both the left and the<br />
right one. The watchface of the left was divided in twelve, that of the<br />
right one in twenty parts.<br />
"The clock on your left arm shows the time set of Earth while the<br />
right one shows the time here. The duration of a day, however, is<br />
the same. Just use the one which suits you best."<br />
"You even have a clock of Earth?"<br />
"During your bathing, we could easily reproduce it. And what a<br />
nice jewelry are you wearing on your finger..." The prince looked at<br />
Peters hand.<br />
"I would be happy if at least I could gift it to you for your lovely<br />
hospitality. But this is the one thing from which I'd never like to<br />
part in my whole life... It's the engagement gift of my wife. On Earth,<br />
it is common to put such a ring to each other's fingers as a symbol<br />
of love at engagement. It means that both belong together, love each<br />
other, that..."<br />
"They wouldn't know without the ring?", the prince asked,<br />
smiling.<br />
"It's possible that to you, it's kind of a barbaric tradition... but<br />
Earth is my home, and the traditions and conventions of my wife<br />
are sacred to me."<br />
"Of course, of course." The prince nodded politely.<br />
They had already reached the twentieth dish. The dishes bore<br />
earthly names: pheasant roast, turkey with chestnuts, apple flan...<br />
and the taste much reminded of the one on Earth, but was finer.<br />
Maybe this was caused by the air? Or was his longing for earthly<br />
foods that big already? With each bite, he felt an inimitable,<br />
pleasant aroma. The beverages, too, were excellent. He drank only<br />
few so it couldn't get to his head. But there wasn't just a huge<br />
choice of whine, but plenty of juices, milk, yogurt, mineral water,<br />
tea and coffee on the table.<br />
"I'd like to ask what plans you are pursuing with me?", Peter<br />
asked.<br />
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