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 knew what was following next.<br />
Those who don't have an NFC chip can't open the door to their<br />
home, can't get to their work and don't get any food! But I didn't<br />
have to care just for me but for my wife and Little ON, too. And then<br />
there were the traps! I didn't mention them yet. On the streets,<br />
sometimes – and completely random and unexpected – obstacles<br />
were towering up as if they had grown from the ground, out of thin<br />
air. Walls, lists, grids, glass doors. We just had to present our NFC<br />
chip and could move on. But the escaped ones who lived hidden<br />
and had no NFC chip were promptly surrounded by a cage by this<br />
devices, similiar to a prison cell. I had to choose: I could either hide<br />
forever in the canyon, raising the number of those who had to rely<br />
on help from others... Either I vegetated without a NFC chip for a<br />
while outside the city – or I could ask ORO for assistance.<br />
He was scared when I told him that I hadn't gotten back my NFC<br />
chip. We discussed and came to the resolve to try to report for<br />
another brain examination.<br />
'The worst that could happen to you is that you're brought to<br />
another brain shielding', was OROs opinion.<br />
'Another operation?'<br />
'Unlikely, I think. More a radiation treatment... But watch out... I<br />
discovered something while researching... I can implant a thin,<br />
radiopaque plate into your skull...'<br />
ORO executed the operation. After it, he gave me plenty of<br />
diverse medications, memory inhibiting sedatives and tranquilizers,<br />
and I reported again for an encephalography. I had no NFC chip, so<br />
I spoke my personal data into a computer instead – and the door<br />
opened. Machines were humming, lights flashed – but I didn't get<br />
back my NFC chip even now.<br />
I fell into a half sleep-alike numbing.<br />
Then, I awoke in a giant concrete building. There it became<br />
obvious to me that something terrible had happend to me: I hadn't<br />
been brought to another shielding. No, the machines had sorted me<br />
out. At the next Grand Spring Festival, I was to be pushed down<br />
into the slave city of the Trunk Bearers. I was convicted to total<br />
mind erasure.<br />
But OROs operation saved a huge portion of my memory."<br />
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