Tuesday, 24 April 2012


Sorry for this long period of inactivity, but I've been suffering a writer's block. I might have to end this story.

Thursday, 9 February 2012

CHAPTER 3: He deserves it.

For once I do agree. But on who deserves it, I may differ.
Sigh! How crazy can he get! He goes far into the future, of his own choice, and he wants to change it just because it doesn’t conform with current ideals, ideals that are in fact on the way out. He’s intruding into the future, enforcing our own concepts on them, them who have had nearly a millennium to learn how to improve on our world.
So he did go the Mayor’s office tower on Monday, and he grumbled. And grumbled. And grumbled. About traffic, about lane sizes, road tolls, pedestians, buses, bikes, trucks, speed limits, intersections, parking, ticket machines, shading, only to mention a few. Yet he was staying in an apartment practically above a National Bus, Tram and Subway (NBTS) train station on a line going straight to the Mayor’s office. And did I mention the complimentary BuzzRider provided by NBTS to buyers of their apartments. He could’ve just caught the 2-minutely fast and immaculate subway.  I digress.
Don’t listen to him. You’d think with all those years they would’ve built more roads, more lanes, higher speed limits, overpasses, no traffic lights, more parking, you get the gist. But instead I’m stuck behind a hippie cyclist who wants to use the middle of the sole east-bound car lane. I thought they could’ve given everyone cars by now. And I’m certainly not going down to that grimy subway and mixing with the masses, thank you very much.
So I shelled out the $1.20 for an hour and a half’s parking, and I headed into the city government office. I looked at the marble flooring. Taxpayers money down the drain. I took a lift and went to the Mayor’s office on the 67th floor, the top of the building. But I endured and knocked on the door. Loudly.
Let’s just say they had an incident. Hade presented his suburban vision for New Buzz, the mayor defended the city and saw the flaws in Hade’s plane. Hade called the Mayor, ummm, names, and long story short, he was forced out of the city and bought a house just outside the city, in semi-rural surroundings. He loved it. I stayed in the apartment
However, Hade did not give up. He set up a website, attracted two international tourists to his cause, and they pooled their financial resources (most of which was from the tourists) to open a storefront in the outskirts of the city, because ‘the buildings were more bearable’. They installed a plethora of security cameras, since the buildings were only shorter because it was a bad part of the city, which I heard was very reluctant to be amalgamated into city government. He’s crazy but he deserves an E for effort.

Sunday, 1 January 2012

CHAPTER 2: He Started Plotting

Of course money’s the root of evil, you profit driven machi.. oh wait...
I was obviously unconscious, but my nice little time machine just told me that I fell, unconscious, onto a ledge. Well, anyone who isn’t a robot would do that if they saw how horrible we would become. Why couldn’t we keep our comfortable and peaceful suburban homes, with backyards and space and parks, and by that I mean proper local parks, not the ones you share with another million people living within walking distance of it. I know why, actually. This city is nothing but a profit machine for the mayor and his cronies, whoever that is.
Now he’s just spouting rubbish from his mouth. Who wants boring suburbs when you’ve got exciting cities like this, with diversity, culture and events, and nice large green parks while we’re talking about ‘peace’. And the mayor in this town is a very friendly man, goes by the name of Michael Phillips. They even share surnames, what a coincidence.
I knew what to do. I’d be talking to this mayor-CEO. I found out he did video chat with his ‘subjects’ on Saturdays, and it was 11:30 Friday night, so I waited, drew up protest posters, drafted new zoning laws, anything to pass the time. He was available straight away.
Mayor- Hello, sir. What would ...
Hade- I’m a visitor to New Buzz and I, uh...
Mayor- Welcome to our great city, what’s your name?
Hade- Hade, a very ...
Mayor- Did you like our parks? Culture? Shopping?
Hade- Not at all! Your city is a crowded miserable slum!
Mayor- I’m sorry for your bad experiences, would you like to know about some of our official tourist attractions?
Hade- No! I want you to stop your corrupt tyrannical rule and give back to the people. I’m sure they’d like a few large houses, and SUVs while we’re at it, and ohhh...
Mayor- We deeply apologise and I’m sure we could rectify your issues if you came to my office on Monday.
Hade- No! I want it now!
Mayor- I’m sorry, but I’ve got other callers, hope your visit will improve, and remember, our offices...
Hade- No, you ***...
The mayor hung up. I was infuriated. I’d be going there first thing Monday morning and saying it to him face to face, he deserves it that ****.