nanowrimo 2k9

Human society has always had a need for secrets, and a need to believe in conspiracy. The urge compelling people to have more than another person, be it food, clothes, land or companionship, and they have wanted to protect it. Of course they manage to find other people of like mind and they tend to work to preserve their own office and status. None of this is new or partiularly revealing. This separation of people also tends to breed a certain amount of mistrust between the groups, and the oppressed will naturally tend to view the haves as separate or accept a view that they are somehow inferior, no matter how subliminal these messages may be. The daily presence of being around the haves creates an imbalance culled by jealousy. The reality of all this is that the preservation of wealth almost always leaves it in the hands of the people who are generally less remarkable (or lucky, or corrupt) than their ancestors who pulled that position. In some cases, these people were even weaker, more susceptible or empty simply from not being exposed to the same environment that had created their situation. These weaker ones, in earlier times, were swindled, kidnapped, ransomed and robbed.

An aside: I made up the council of 300 a long time ago, i had about a paragraph of material that was sort of funny, and it was mostly about lazy ass hacks. I latched on to it as an idea for this because i didn’t have any ideas coming into november, and i thought i could do something with it, but all i actually did was type “shuffled” or “shuffling” a bunch of times. Im going to abandon this idea, though i might have them come back as a tribe with axes around 80% through. Just sayin.