This piece was written as part of a course I am taking on the FutureLearn online study platform: Start Writing Fiction. As a means of getting feedback, I have decided to publish my first piece for this course on my blog. This short story and the characters in it could be the basis for something longer. I haven't decided yet where this will go. Any constructive feedback is welcome!
A selection of media I have consumed recently has revolved around three themes: the Spanish Civil War (Homage to Catalonia), imperialism and neo colonialism (The Jakarta Method by Vincent Bevins) and the 1973 Coup in Chile (Chicago Boys). By selecting A Long Petal of the Sea by Isabel Allende, I inadvertently found a book that covered all three of these phenomena.
Proposing to an affluent, white, male, cisgender Left-liberal in 2016 that someone like Trump might be elected president would likely have one greeted with a response comparable to the 'Blue Screen of Doom' that is displayed when one's PC freezes. Or an incredulous laughter borne out of unexamined hubris, although this may have been a defense mechanism against an inconceivable, unacceptable and terrifying truth soon to be tangible.
As I complete this, Australian Rules Football fans worldwide have just finished watching the Melbourne Demons defeat the Western Bulldogs in a match that saw them move back into top spot on the ladder.
To those reading this in the developed North and in wealthy countries, I ask the following question: have you ever considered what that a world under the worst outcomes of climate change might really look like?
On the fourth of April, I started to reclaim an integral part of my identity.
Since I gained political consciousness, environmental preservation has been portrayed by its opponents in the developed world as a niche cause that wealthy, white hipsters in chic suburbs use to flaunt their moral superiority over salt of the Earth laborers.
The moment that has had the greatest impact on my political worldview and personal morality occurred in 2001. For those outside Australia, Australians under the age or twenty or those not familiar with the enveloping venomous tide of propaganda, vilification and obfuscation concerning asylum policy in said country, what I am about to describe may be completely foreign. For those who are, they will know that the Tampa Affair is a grim cultural landmark for the country of my birth.
Firstly, I'd like to extend my best wishes for the new year to everyone who is reading this. I hope you, your friends and families are blessed this year with all the good health, prosperity and happiness that you all deserve.
20,084,122 people. That's comparable to the population of the country of my birth, Australia, which is slightly higher at 23,401,892.