A long while and a short time ago, I embarked upon an adventure of tomorrow. What that adventure is, will be revealed in the next paragraphs. While it was self serving in serving God, it was based in my titan not liking to walk around among the ants.
As a slave to humanity, it occurs in this blog that I have offered up almost every solution except using my highly qualified DNA to advance humanity in impregnating a select generation. Understanding though that one of me in the world is more than one world can contain, I offer up a secondary compromise.
In my adventure, I decided as I decided it, that I wanted a nation of my own. I dislike stupid people who are leftists and I dislike the abundance of man ordained laws, so a new country it would be for me, where I would be Consul, standing judge, in a place called Elan.
My government was a perfect government. There were no elections for my people to deal with. There was the Consul and his consuls of two in the executive with the lesser consuls deferring to moi.
There was the Congress in which all people served by lottery. If you were breathing and had a functioning mind, you might wake up as Senator some day for a term of 7 years.
There was the Elders, who were the oldest living members of each family who would petition for redress to the Congress, and if passed would then be either vetoed or signed into law after a 7 year wait.
Justice was served by the regional magistrates on common law. Felony crimes were decided by federal justices with appeals to the Consul.
Everyone was provided their homes and food, provided they worked, in which they had a wage too. Ancestral lands were deemed to the family units which could not be bought or sold, but were there for the people to always nurture, husband and hunt upon their property.
All Citizens were mandated to serve in the military and were armed at age 13 with guns, guns and firearms to keep all safe and in check.
Having other situations of enslavement coming up, I was hindered in embarking upon my nation which I suspect myriads of those who read this blog would probably be Citizens of now as it was a pure Israelite Republic.
In that, I would presume people would say, "Huh? All the land is gone so what nation were you going to overthrow?"
Oh ye of little faith.
The answer to the dilemma was the little critter called the coral. See I do not invest my time sucking brains of little babies for Obama medicine. I instead deemed that a seasonal, one season life span, of a coral based life form which is a living rock product, could indeed in speeding up replication, actually on a trained support structure so the little guys would behave themselves, build from the ocean floor a nation or continent by hundreds of feet a day, simply sucking carbon and other goodies out of the cesspool of the oceans.
The critters could also have wonderful side effect tastes as some might pool to have a taste for trace gold, silver, platinum, copper, aluminum, mercury etc... and create immense veins of wealth for easy mining of a pure metal.
Living but a 12 month lifespan with no reproduction, the coral continent would be ready for habitation as soon as my terraforming humans laid down soil foundations.
Humans, Theodore Roosevelt noted, when given the opportunity to subdue a land for their benefits of creating wealth, turn a wilderness into Ohio.
As I have now let the cat out of the bag, the uninspired can probably figure out I put in special things like aquifers to produce bubbling springs.........of course if the kitty is not mewing, they can probably just look at the map and observe the new adventure involves 4 new continents, Elmark, Trinity, Shiloh and Eden.
Few rules apply except homesteaders are welcome, Republican forms of government prevail, no taxes over 10 percent of what a person produces and in this Newer World, only people who bow to the Christian God are allowed.
If you have a problem with that, stuff it, because you were not conversing with God enough to think beyond Bill Gates was something special. If I had been so moved, Bill Gates would be a footnote on history, mowing lawns for a living. That is the difference, so if you can not even show your credentials to enter a race with me, do not complain about the rules the adults are guided by.
That pretty much changes the map of things. Oh maybe the capitols will be named Columbus, Drake, Reagan and..............oh, let's see, Bethadonai, House of the Lord, for you Hebrew haters.
This will pretty well take care of the surplus people until I ship them to new homes in outer space, not interfere with ocean river streams to change weather and saves me from becoming the parent of a hundred million children. (I know it would be a billion, because once one family had one of me, everyone would want two. There are limits to my familiarity though, as I will not have my DNA being exposed to the Barack Obama, Noel Sheppard or David Letterman type.)
That about sums up this lesson in problem solving. Time to sow some seeds and set more people free in responsible liberty.
agtG
