Three years is kind of a short period of time in which to bring about major changes in ones own life. Perhaps I could produce a little fiction about the world in three years.
In 2024 Donald Trump wins the Presidential election in the United States. He brings to office with him a team pro business capitalists who work diligently to undermine democracy, while creating a business environment that is geared to achieve a singular purpose. Project the United States into the next century as the dominant global super power. The basis for their bid for world dominion is a simple idea. The destiny of humanity is among the stars.
As the United States turns its sizable economic power towards the goal of unifying humanity under a shared purpose, the tech industry is deregulated under an emergency act. Data suggesting that we are amidst an extinction event is used to push through emergency measures which deregulate tech companies. Research into key technologies including AI and CRISPR are accelerated.
In 2026 global opposition arises to degradation of human rights and wholesale exploitation of natural resources. The campaign slogan for a United Earth Star League is this: The stars are the destiny of humanity. Anyone who opposes the will of the United Star League is labeled an enemy of humanity.
As someone who has a fundamental connection to nature and the wild places that sill exist on earth, I am accused of not believing in the destiny of humanity. I am labeled an enemy of my own species. I am arrested and forced into the mines, where I bear the drudgery of a life underground seeking the rare minerals needed for my species to escape a dying planet.
In 2027 the people of earth unite in their demand for a Techno-King to lead them into their promised destiny. During the mandatory celebrations I escape from the mines, and hide in the wilds, using my bushcraft to survive and plan vengeance upon those who wronged me. Later that year I am apprehended while trying to free my brothers and sisters in bondage.
December 2027 I am brought before a video tribunal. The Techno-King and the former President, (now Master of Coin) presid over my trial. Resistance is rare, and escapes almost unheard of under the modern surveillance state. They are curious what sort of being could actually survive in the lawless wild-zones that have yet to face the reaping.
When asked why I am an enemy to humanities destiny I answer with the truth. I do not oppose our destiny among the stars. My only protest is that humanity need not destroy the earth in its bid to escape. They are not convinced. Instead I am told of the great work being accomplished with CRISPR and how we will soon transcend our earth shaped bodies. “We will be able to engineer ourselves in whatever shape best suits us, one that is ideally formed for whatever Martian environment we many encounter.” The Techo-King smiles and informs the court “I have become life, creator of worlds.” The people rejoice and the chant of Omnissiah rises from the masses.
As an after-thought I am sentenced to be recycled. I am led to a scale where they weigh me to determine the value of the precious minerals and elements contained within my living body. The number appears overhead: $5. A voice booms out across the court “You have been weighed and found wanting. Your value is $5.00.” I am led to a small cubicle where I sign papers assigning my final paycheck to the recipient of my choice.
In the new world there are no appeals, no death row, or last meals. I am led to the furnace, where the precious metals are rendered from my flesh. My fat burns to power the forges of a united humanity. The year is 2028.
Be Wild, stay Free!
The Wild 
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