I wrote a fic about England and nyo!America during the Starving Time in Jamestown. If this flops here, im deleting it 😂✌️
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I wrote a fic about England and nyo!America during the Starving Time in Jamestown. If this flops here, im deleting it 😂✌️
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
You are a trillionaire and have committed to using 99% of your vast wealth to solve a major global problem. What are you choosing?
Killing AI forever
Eliminating HIV and AIDS forever
Curing cancer
Sustainable, cheap, renewable, low emissions energy for every citizen and govt.
Global suffrage (voting) and free and fair elections everywhere
Non proliferation (no nukes) guaranteed for 100 years
End famine through science and tech improvements to entire food supplychain
Make school free through university or trade school for everyone.
Neutralize all mosquito-born illnesses forever
Bring every citizen of the world above the poverty line
Nothin’ bruh. I’m keeping all my 💰 . I lied.
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JETLAG—A WIP INTRO
WORKING TITLE: Jetlag (emphasis on working)
POV: 3rd (omniscient)
STAGE: planning/bits of the first draft because i got bored
TRIGGERS: bees, (very very brief) mentions of poverty and famine (will add on as i keep working)
PREMISE:
A plane is departing for a town of metaphorical “happiness” after a mishap wreaks havoc on society. Two strangers both want to board this plane for their own reasons. One of them is running late, gets held up by security and eventually misses the plane. The other has a schedule organized to the minute only to find her destination is not what it seems.
The story that follows details what happens to both of them in their pursuits for personal happiness on this symbolic vacation.
THEMES: “happiness”, identity, individual struggles/circumstances (this in mind, i’m really bad at describing tropes so if you think something should be here and it’s not, just tell me)
mostly, i want to dismantle an ingrained perception of “constant happiness”; we all have bad days. we all “travel” between happy, sad, and everything in between.
the tag for this is jetlag.
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Hi. I had a really upsetting but eye opening experience on Facebook I'd like to share with some of you guys.
As many know I'm Chinese. I was adopted from a poor town in South Central China. It is a fishing and rice town. I have Chinese relatives in the US, not biological, but adopted immigrants who've married into my family. Through them and through attending Chinese church as a kid and a Chinese language class and through visiting China later in life and by visiting places with a large Chinese population (such as Australia) and of course by a lot of research through a variety of sources, I've learned a lot about China by both talking to people and reading.
China is a beautiful country with an ancient culture and rich history. It predates many civilizations, is rumored to be Italy's rival in noodle invention, created paper and gunpowder, has an amazing cuisine, and is a frontrunner in many industries while holding dear many lovely traditions, mythologies, and festivals.
But it has many skeletons. In the bloody aftermath of World War 2, my home country was revolutionized by Mao and in his attempt to make China an economical leader, he seized farmland from a nation of people that for years had been an agrarian leader in many regions (rice in the south and barley and wheat in the north, among many fruits and vegetables and poultry and beef), and converted it to land for industrialization and factories. Between 1959 and 1961, insects, typhoons, floods, as well as a drought plagued the land. These disasters had occurred before. China is a biodiverse landmass, larger than the main United States, and covering more climate regions, going from borderline sub-arctic in the northernmost provinces to tropical in Guangdong and Hainan Island and semi arid in the west. Famines are bound to happen. Over a 2000 or so year period from 108 BCE to 1911 CE 1828 famines occurred. But none of them hit the catastrophic levels or happened as rapidly as this one did. In two short years, low estimates say 30 and high say 55, and averages come to around 42.5 million Chinese perished in the Great Famine.
This, of course was not due to just climate occasion. The Chinese were industrious, adaptable people, used to weathering the harshness of the land, harvesting crops near the tumultuous Yangtze and Yellow Rivers and weathering the South China Sea monsoons/typhoons. No, the famine of 1959-1961 was a result of Mao's Great Leap Forward, in which he deprived farms of their caretakers and relegated them to factories, meaning no one harvested crops. No one could feed their families. No one could provide for villages. Tens of millions died.
This is awful, Alex! But... Why are you saying this?
Well, it's because there's a trend in certain spaces online that seems to be going around in this political clime. Many people in the far far left, as in the Marxist left, are praising certain Communist regimes and revolutions, and Mao's is one. I want it to be known that if anyone on my page is a Mao supporter they need to get right out of here. China did not need Mao to recover. China did not need for forty million plus of her people to suffer and die in abject poverty to catch up with the world. Were they struggling after the World War? Yes. But they did not deserve a dictator to take over and destroy the freedoms of their people.
What you see now in China is an authoritarian regime. They do not have freedom of speech. They do not have the ability to research online or in what books they choose. They cannot protest if they are unhappy. They cannot worship freely. They cannot love freely. Is this the regime you praise? Is this your God, Communists? Because this is what Mao started with his "glorious" revolution. I have friends my age from China, and they have told me it is terrifying there. They deny Tianamen Square, and the hauling away of people in cars is common. Phones are tracked, and the internet is censored. This is the future in an authoritarian regime.
Thank you for reading. I hope you have learned something.
Please DM me for literary citations. A lot of this I just know off the top of my head because as a kid I liked to memorize statistics about natural disasters and death tolls.
jetlag teaser
note: this genuinely doesn’t contribute to the plot that much, but it’s a post-apocalyptical society, and i like the way it turned out.
it’s actually a bit of a prologue, but it’s just a few lines at the beginning, and it’s a short story, so i’m just calling it a teaser :-)
tw/cw: mention of poverty, mention of famine, bees
and yes, i posted an intro to this weeks ago and then... anyway i have content for you now!
The year is 2083, and honeybees have almost gone extinct. Thankfully, scientists Becky J. Albert and Hasan Jha have successfully modified a honeybee genome to be more resilient to environmental circumstances-exactly what they need to survive the age of pollution and anthropocentrism. After the pair is awarded the Nobel Prize in Chemistry, these bees are distributed around the globe, and economies are booming due to the surplus in food.
One and a half months later, the bees have destroyed most crops, causing poverty and famine to rampage like never before. Our story begins here.
maybe i will post more i do not know :p
taglist (let me know to be +/-): @opes-magnas @writing-is-a-martial-art @lothricroselle14
Why did he even look like this. Like he looks so soggy and sad. Do you think it was because all of the sad ghosts of the children that died in the bengal famine always scared him when he tried to go to bed at night
Story idea: a royal family was started when a humble farmer saved his community from a famine by donating every coin and food he could.
Now before any member can ascend to the throne, they must grow a plant to honor the farmer who saved many lives.
You seemingly can't grow anything, and many worry you never do so. One day however, you discover you can grow plants in a different way...
🔥: Describe the most impressionable moment from this work in your mind?
The personal aspect of it, I guess? For context, I read To Live (活着), which is about the Cultural Revolution and Communist takeover in China. My parents grew up during the tail end of the Revolution and this was a good way for me to learn about it with digging up that good ol’ Generational Trauma™️ lmao. Most impressionable moment overall is when they finally get some rice during the peak of the famine and have to cook it and eat it in secret because they’re afraid of the other villagers killing them for it (and pretty accurately some of my dad’s and grandma’s experiences rip).