Just as Thursday’s post about my novel, Betrayals, and its eerie similarities to the present-day politics in the real world went live we had another example of life imitating art pop up.
My story, The Last Hunt, appears in the Superversive Press anthology, To Be Men: Stories Celebrating Masculinity. In it, it speaks of a time in the future where the denizens of the major cities have walled themselves within in order to keep out the people who call the rural areas home. These Mega-City residents felt they were superior and did not need contact with the “unwashed heathens out in flyover country” to survive.
In the story, this philosophy did not end well for the mega-cities.
It is a cautionary tale of thinking your side is the superior to the other based on false assumptions. Failing to appreciate that these rural hicks actually do a lot to make living in a big city possible is to start along a path to desolation and death.
I’m pretty sure if some great force were to scoop up every major city and all of the technology, the folks out in those rural backwaters would manage to survive quite well.
But say that same force were to remove all of the farms and ranches that provide meat, produce, dairy, eggs, etc – farms and ranches all located outside of those cities – and I’m thinking those city folk wouldn’t make it a full year.
This is the premise of The Last Hunt and the warning to those who think they could do without those “unskilled, uneducated simpletons” to reconsider their prejudices at their own peril.
And yet, in the New York Times on Thursday we see this article by Will Wilkinson. Seems like Will wants to start building those walled-up Mega-Cities from The Last Hunt. Seems Will doesn’t think his precious city needs those ‘country bumpkins”. Will is an idiot who would likely be dead in a week if the food supplies to the big cities ever were cut.
So let me say this. We all need each other. Big cities, small towns, whatever. This country is at its very best when it stands united. Trying to diminish one half of it for political gains, or claiming yours is the superior way and the other half must do whatever you say whether they like it or not because more of your side lives in the big cities, will not work.
All it will do is ensure we start on the path to making The Last Hunt a historical record instead of just a work of post-apocalyptic fiction. So to Will and all who think like he does: Please stop trying to make me into a 21st Century Nostradamus.
I don’t think any of us wants to see our world end up like this: