Diane Michelle Campbell
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I write to be free.
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Benjamin Button Disease
I never truly understood the F. Scott Fitzgerald short story Benjamin Button. Then I had a thought. What if that story is actually science fiction of a sort based upon the fact that people might be so selfish and delusional that they can no longer reproduce in a manner that is natural in the eyes of all that is good, namely, our one God of truth. What if we are already in a brave new world far beyond that of Aldous Huxley’s vivid imagination or even the Twilight Zone itself. And in this stranger things have happened paradox of life, elitist snobs now rule everything and because the females among them did not want to be inconvenienced by anything including but not limited to menstruation, they removed their girly parts of sexual reproduction while the men castrated themselves (though most likely not), and these rigid beasts can now only reproduce in two distinct ways: The men rape their young still fertile daughters and produce children with developmental problems including but not limited to Down’s syndrome. Or, they use necromancy via Benjamin Buttoning to reproduce asexually in a continuous loop of unhappiness. The sadness of the Benjamin Button life is that men can never have a wife or be a husband because they can neither evolve nor die. It is the life of a dog after burial in a pet cemetery: a zombie life; the same life lived again and again and again “to infinity to beyond”. And as acknowledged by William Shakespeare himself in Act 5, Scene 5 of MacBeth:
By Diane Michelle Campbell11 months ago in Futurism
