How none of our sins will go away with
the fall of civilization (except texting)
It’s a hundred years in the future,
and humanity has reverted to its barbaric past. A century of economic
and social upheaval, environmental catastrophe, and biological
warfare have left the world ravaged. The few survivors live by
scavenging the ruins of a once-advanced civilization or cultivating
the few remaining patches of fertile land.
Otherwise, people pretty much go on
like before.
The apocalypse will change a lot of
things, but it’s not radically going to change us. Sure, we’re
going to be a bit paranoid, sneaking through the wasteland armed to
the teeth, assuming we still have teeth, but we’re going to have
all the little frailties we’ve always had. That’s what makes
post-apocalyptic fiction, indeed all fiction, so compelling—we get
to see ordinary people in extraordinary circumstances and imagine
ourselves in their shoes.
People being people, it’s no surprise
that my post-apocalyptic novel Radio Hope opens in a bar. I
mean, if 90% of the population is dead and the world is a toxic
wasteland, wouldn’t you want to get loaded? In New
City—really just a town and the only settlement of any size—the
biggest business is a bar called $87,953. The name is another story,
and involves another sin.
Drinking is big in New City, and since
many of the scavengers don’t get to partake on a regular basis,
when they come in from the wildlands they booze it up like there’s
no tomorrow. They could be right about that. Annette Cruz, one of my
protagonists, is the bouncer and has to deal with fights, sexual
harassment, and hate speech on a regular basis.
These aren’t the only sins that have
survived the apocalypse. Over on the other side of town, Fly Daddy
Bradley offers a bevy of girls for company, and the farmers outside
town like to grow hemp for cloth and “medicine.” A lot of people
seem to need medicine these days.
Nor has tobacco fallen from grace. How
could it? Barely a hundred years after tobacco made it to Europe, it
was still expensive but people of all social classes spent fortunes
for their daily dose of the “foule weede”. When Sir Walter
Raleigh was imprisoned from 1603 to 1616 in the Tower of London, he
grew tobacco in Tower Green. The fact that the space was also used
for hangings and beheadings failed to curb his cravings!
So if you think that “living the
simple life away from technology” will free you from the world’s
sins, think again. At least it will get rid of people texting or
talking loudly on their cell phones on public transport. The problem
is, with the destruction of the world’s communication systems, all
the Internet trolls will go back to being barroom bores who back you
into a corner and won’t let you go until they tell you how much of
an evil loser their neighbor is and how he should really just die a
horrible and embarrassing death.
Yeah, I think I’ll stick with
civilization.
Sean McLachlan is an archaeologist
turned writer who is the author of several books of fiction and
history. Check him out on his blog Midlist
Writer.
Book Blurb: In
a world shattered by war, pollution and disease. . .
A gunslinging mother longs to find a safe refuge for her son.
A frustrated revolutionary delivers water to villagers living on a toxic waste dump.
In humanity’s last city, the assistant mayor hopes he will never have to take command.
One thing gives them the promise of a better future--Radio Hope, a mysterious station that broadcasts vital information on surviving in a blighted world. But when a mad prophet and his army of fanatics march out of the wildlands on a crusade to purify the land with blood and fire, all three will find their lives intertwining, and changing forever.
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A gunslinging mother longs to find a safe refuge for her son.
A frustrated revolutionary delivers water to villagers living on a toxic waste dump.
In humanity’s last city, the assistant mayor hopes he will never have to take command.
One thing gives them the promise of a better future--Radio Hope, a mysterious station that broadcasts vital information on surviving in a blighted world. But when a mad prophet and his army of fanatics march out of the wildlands on a crusade to purify the land with blood and fire, all three will find their lives intertwining, and changing forever.
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6 comments:
Thanks for having me, Hart!
I think the apocalypse will be similar to living in the old west.
Only with spaceships, eh, Alex? We want Firefly!!!
I don't believe people will drastically change, for better or worse. What's really in their heart will come out.
People being people. A little apocalypse won't change that. Great point!
Great intriguing blurb. I'll check out Radio Hope. And part of me is glad that texting will become extinct.
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