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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The 'light' was some sort of hospital. We were subjected to<br />
numerous examinations. We were examinated in laboratories,<br />
probed and subjected to several measurements. More and more<br />
brain measurements, every part of the brain was examinated<br />
repeatedly, until it was decided which areas of the brain should be<br />
stimulated and which ones inhibited."<br />
"What did they do?!", Peter asked, horrified.<br />
"You don't need to be stunned. They didn't drill our skulls. The<br />
operations were performed by machines, similiar to repair or<br />
maintenance work in a complex telephone network.<br />
With these operations, the part of our brains that had proven to<br />
be the most distinctive – on me, it's the logical and mathematical<br />
predisposition – were further stimulated, as was the ability to<br />
remember, the imagination, eyesight and hearing. All other parts<br />
were only developed to the degree it was necessary to solve my<br />
mathematical tasks. Then I got into a school where I studied math<br />
for long years. We also played and did sports exercises, and we<br />
always got the oxygen that was needed for it. We only wore<br />
breathers on the street, and even there only light, comfortable<br />
masks, not such a crude, heavy equipment as in the servant cities.<br />
And our houses were nice, friends could live together in them or on<br />
their own. For love, we could use as much oxygen as we wanted.<br />
But we were not allowed to get children. The women and men were<br />
sterilized at the same time of the brain operation."<br />
Peter listened and got pretty dizzy. He didn't say anything<br />
anymore and didn't ask. But the words kept flooding out of ON like<br />
a torrent held back for a too long time.<br />
"Basically, it wasn't a bad life. No. I had friends, and we got good<br />
food. When we had done our work, we could spend time as we<br />
pleased. There was one stringent rule: at the working place, we were<br />
only to occupy ourselves with the task we were assigned. I, for<br />
instance, worked on new computer programs.<br />
It had repeatedly been made absolutely clear to us to only think<br />
about things that mattered for us. We got plenty of drinks, often<br />
played cards. And long years passed without us thinking about the<br />
social order of <strong>Oxygénia</strong>, about justice or injustice. It hadn't<br />
bothered us on whose command or wish all of this happened. What<br />
would have been if our brains could've had developed freely.<br />
But as perfect as this procedure was, the living organism<br />
develops, changes, builds up resistance and can eventually<br />
overcome the interventions. Sleeping abilities came to life, neural<br />
activity increased. It happened as well that an occasional couple<br />
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