Lunar
Slum Patrol
by
Mike (in Tokyo) Rogers
by Mike (in Tokyo) Rogers
The Earth’s
moon had been colonized long before 3001. That happened scores of
decades, perhaps even scores of centuries ago.
Today, no one
remembers the exact date, nor does anyone really care. Moon inhabitants
have not set foot on earth. They do not wish to. What they know
of mother earth is a frosty view from their moon-based homes. As
far as moon’s residents are concerned, mother earth’s ancient history
is possessed of no real or sentimental value.
In fact, citizens
of the moon share a sense of resentment as those from mother earth
continue to interfere with and often destroy moon
citizen lives.
Yes. It is
true that moon citizens came from earth. There is a shared and ancient
heritage between the dwellers of the moon and the earth. But, toward
the earthlings, moon citizens feel no real love. Only for the earthlings
who first colonized the moon, do the people of the moon feel reverence
and connection.
Today, with
relentless regularity, earthling sentries are deployed to the moon.
Once there, the sentries jealously guard access to the moon’s natural
resources. You can see those for yourself: the distant craters and
mountains of the moon glisten with what we are told is a growing,
unlimited and untapped treasure. It is in the earliest hours of
sunrise that the mountains glitter like gold. It is then that rays
of the sun light up the mountains and craters of the moon and thus
the treasure can be seen from several galaxies away.
For as long
as there have been men, those on earth have been obsessed with the
potential wealth of the moon. In olden days it was said that the
crust of the moon held vast natural resources and minerals. Knowing
no other way to share the moon’s potential treasure, earthlings
have engaged in vicious wars for control of those resources. They
fought one another; and now they fight the descendants of earth’s
first colonists of the moon.
Of the various
earthlings eager to control the moon’s natural resources, Earth
Empire of the West is the subject of this story. When first EEW
laid siege to the moon, the leaders of the western empire believed
that the war would be a short one. The moon colonists were a less
sophisticated military might.
Anyhow, why
would the moon colonists resist EEW armies? Surely, the colonists
would be grateful for western empire’s industrial and technological
superiority. After all, the Moon’s natural resources have yet to
be exploited. Exploration, research and development is necessary;
and then, machinery will have to be imported, and factories will
have to be built, and roads and whole cities constructed; a vast
infrastructure will need to be built in order to make the moon a
profitable project for the Earth Empire West, Inc. In the days before
the war, the Earth Emperor and his counsel reasoned, no one would
fight for something that is not yet built to its full potential.
Then as now, Earth Empire West believed that the true citizens of
the moon must gladly welcome – and will always welcome – the presence
of EEW troops and sentries upon their land to protect the moon’s
vast, untapped natural wealth.
Much to the
surprise of Earth Empire West, moon citizens are angered by the
presence on their lands of those whom they call foreigners. Born
and raised on the moon, as were their fathers and their father’s
father before that, the people of the moon consider the moon to
be theirs and theirs only. The past does not matter to these people,
only the present and future; and they believe that their future
begins right now.
On the moon
itself, there are tensions about the best way to deal with the intruders
from earth. The elders tolerate the earthlings. Handsomely rewarded
with lucrative contracts and advantages, the moon’s elders do much
to smooth the way for Earth Empire West. Tension comes from those
moon dwellers who are displeased with such conciliatory methods.
Failing to be heard in the councils of the moon elders, those in
favor of resistance have become a cohesive group: they are the disaffected
of the moon. They know that someday they will have the power, even
though the elders try to hold them down. The disaffected of the
moon have formed resistance units.
It is due to
the disaffected that the escalating troubles between Earth Empire
West and the People of the Moon began and continue.
When Earth
Empire West troops enter a moon town to seize access to the untapped
treasure, the EEW sentries stop at nothing to guard the distant,
glistening mountain ranges of the moon. Any who might be so unfortunate
as to accidentally disturb the uneasy quiet of an earth sentry guarding
the mountain ranges will surely be shot dead on sight.
These are desperate
times for all of the people on the moon; the elders, the
disaffected, and the sentries sent from the Earth Empire West and
the innocent caught in between are embroiled in a war.
Yet it is a
war the EEW sentries and the moon resistance hate to fight and never
wanted in the first place.
Like pieces
on a huge chess board, earth sentries are placed on the moon to
fight and to kill. The masters of the game are the rulers of the
distant and powerful EEW government. Even though the earth sentries
who must fight and die have no reason for personally wishing moon
citizens dead, they must "kill or be killed."
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From
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The words of
God which came to man through Moses, "Thou shalt not kill"
had long ago been bastardized, nullified, and forgotten when Man
began to consider himself God. Man finally put his stamp of approval
on his ascension to God’s throne with the first of two atomic bombings
in an earth country called Japan. But that was long ago, and you
are too young to know the ancient history of the Earth.
The war on
the moon has gone on for years. There is no end in sight. The arrogant
people of Earth Empire West can not countenance that the deaths
of their sentries and the sacrifices of the people’s riches should
all have been in vain. The more they risk, the more they will continue
to risk. EEW has to protect what they have seized: Those gleaming
spires – those shining mountains that sparkle on the surface
of the Moon.
Like diamonds
bursting with light, the yet-to-be-mined mountains and craters of
the moon send forth beams that can be seen and coveted from far,
far away. Visible from galaxies much distant, the moon’s gaudy fields
fire off a seductive shine. And, they are what the fighting is all
about.
For the Moon
today, before EEW Inc. can exploit it, looks like a million diamonds
in the rough. All that is needed is for EEW to establish the infrastructure
to extract the promise. Yet: EEW executives and the empire that
serves them tell us that those distant, gleaming mountains will
yield wealth beyond our wildest dreams. Those who want to gain control
over these mountains claim that it is just a matter of time before
man will make those mountains produce a profit from the shining
masses of "treasure."
The
war on the moon is being fought over the biggest real estate grab
in the history of man. It is a fight between those who want to keep
their land and those who would come to exploit it; it is a war that
has killed, maimed, and orphaned untold lives; it is a war fought
over these radiant mountains.
But
listen closely. On the moon, like anywhere in space, there is no
photosynthesis, no bacteria, no atmosphere; there is no such thing
as "bio-degradable." Those gleaming mountains of treasure
that have been growing since the beginning of the colonization;
those mountains of untold, future wealth that glitter from afar
like gold, are mountains of rubbish, human waste, refuse; they are
mountains of trash.
- Edited
by Elizabeth Gyllensvard
- Special
thanks to Robert Klassen, Wynn Shirley
December
24, 2005
Mike
(in Tokyo) Rogers [send
him mail] was born and raised in the USA and moved to Japan
in 1984. He has the distinction of being fired from every FM radio
station in Tokyo – one of them three times. His first book, Schizophrenic
in Japan, is now on sale.
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© 2005 LewRockwell.com
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