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Posted By: Nemesis
Date: April 2003
Homeland Security will become goose-stepping home-snooping power-junkies.
I heard a knock at the door (I was visiting the future and was standing inside an average home in your average medium size town, neighborhood.
The mother, husband, children and an older couple had been very busy cleaning the house, checking to see what was in all the drawers–organizing them–closets, moving and looking beneath furniture–the place looked like a Spic-n-Span commercial.
I asked what was going on, and was told that the security police had an appointment to do their regular check for contraband and general compliance.
"What is considered contraband?" I asked.
The family heard me, and looked at me suspiciously, but the old man seemed kindhearted and took me aside and said, "Look, I know you're not from around here, but what is about to happen in a few minutes is very important. The Security Police come at different times to different neighborhoods and do checks for illegal things, like guns (which no right thinking person would dare possess) banned writings (any lies about the government, things that foment dissent, that kind of stuff) they check for rebellious attitudes, non agreement–hate kind of things–and generally try to determine if citizens are, or will be, a threat to societies' peace and general welfare. They perform a valuable service to society. They also just check on the condition of our homes, making sure we live up to the standards of cleanliness and orderliness our society mandates. It's very comforting that they perform this service throughout the entire country."
I heard the knock at the door again, and everyone but the father sat down on the couch, at attention, the father went to the door and opened it.
"Hi, welcome. Come on in. Must be that time again?" said the father.
Two uniformed men and a women–wearing smart tailored dark blue coveralls, gun-like belts, badges and hats (the woman held a clipboard)–walked into the house, smiling, the woman said, "thank you," to the father, and smiled at the family, like she knew them.
After brief formalities one of the uniformed men and the woman started searching the house, each room in turn, while the other uniformed man talked with the father–the rest of the family remained seated.
I followed the man and woman. The man removed a small "wand" looking thing from his gun belt and waved it over things in the room (like a super discriminating metal/nonmetal detector). They looked in closets, moved things around, searched the pockets of clothing, opened dresser drawers, looked under beds, went from room to room, and occasionally the woman would write something on the clipboard. They were very thorough and neat, replacing everything, leaving nothing they touched disorganized. They also searched the small backyard and a storage shed.
When they were done, we went back into the house. The woman addressed the whole family, speaking generally of some minor items she had noted on her clipboard (nothing grievous) and the family listened with heightened attention, nodded assent, but made no comments.
The woman told the family that their current status as AAA-Citizens would remain, and she congratulated them, and told them that all their privileges remained intact, and she thanked them for maintaining and supporting their government.
The government people left, and the family breathed a sigh of relief and gratitude for their Triple A Citizenship and their continued privileges.
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1 comment:
Shuck that fit!! I live how I want and every other person on this Earth will too! Enough of the fear-based control ultimatums!
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