Posts Tagged ‘drought restrictions’

April 25, 2117

Well, now we know. I’m sure you’ve all seen the news broadcast by now…

“Tonight we bring you an update from Muni Six. It seems our homegrown terrorists, members of the Legion, are at it yet again. Earlier this week a concerned citizen, a local man by the name of Maritizio Polom, stumbled upon some startling information. Mr. Polom says he overheard two criminals discussing an illegal delivery of water. He heard where and when the stolen goods were being delivered, and as a good Patriot, he was quick to convey this information to the nearest Containment Administrator. The Premiers confirmed the delivery and seized over 1,200 bottles of water.”

The video feed cut from the anchor desk to an interview of Mr. Polom. “I don’t know if I’m a hero.” He wore a sheepish grin, feigning humility. “I mean, I didn’t know if they were radicals, or just crazy or what…but I knew it wasn’t right and figured, man I just… you can’t hear something like and that and pretend you didn’t. You know? You gotta do what’s right…for the Nation.”

“Indeed.” The anchor smiled broadly as the feed cut back to her. “And a good thing he did too. While the Elites suspect Braden James is behind this, they aren’t sure how far this goes just yet. They don’t know the motives for the delivery, the source or even who it was intended for. Though, they did apprehend the three who made the delivery, as well as thirteen others they believe intended to accept delivery. Of course, we will tell you more as additional details become available. But for now, let’s tune in to today’s earlier press conference.”

Video showed Sheriff Garrett addressing the media with arms outstretched, palms to the crowd as though he were making a grand proclamation from atop his dais. “Now, all of us, the entire Capital, heck the entire Nation owe Mr. Polom a bit of gratitude. He was forthcoming in sharing this information and helped thwart a possible attack, or at the very least, prevented Legion terrorists from again removing themselves from you and I. They may believe themselves above our laws, our restrictions, but thanks to Mr. Polom, they are reminded that they must endure the same water restrictions as the rest of us. To show our thanks, the Municipal Six Capital would like to extend an offer to Mr. Polom and his entire family. He is a true Patriot and as such, we would like to extend every comfort possible.”

The camera zoomed out to show him being ushered to the stage, bewildered.

Sheriff Garrett continued. “Mr. Polom, we would like to offer you a new home within the Capital, amongst the Elites. This would be for you and your entire family. Now, I understand your current appointment is as a Transport Loader. Is that correct?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“How would you like a new appointment?” He chuckled slightly at the confusion in Polom’s eyes, brushing off the visible trepidation and instead showing it as innocence for our viewers. “How would you like to be an Elite Chauffer? You’ll transport other Elites between Municipals, into the Underbelly, anywhere the programmable routes won’t allow. How does that sound? Hm?”

“That…” He gave a shaky breath of disbelief. “That would be amazing, Sir.”

“Wonderful!” the Sheriff gushed as the feed landed back on the anchor desk.

“Well, that was mighty generous of them, wasn’t it?” the anchor flashed her disingenuous smile at the camera once more. “So you see viewers, being a Patriot, supporting our Nation… that is all the Elites ask of us. And, as they proved yet again, to do so will only be met with generosity.”

Too disgusted to listen to any more of their lies and misinformation, I shut off my screen. What aired in this evening’s special did hold more information than I had expected. What it didn’t show however, was the truth.

Instead, they painted that snake of a man as a hero, welcoming him into their ranks, giving him prosperity for outing us. It was a very bold lesson and won them a lot of Patriots today. I don’t know of a time when the Legion, the entire Opposition, was in such ill favor in the eyes of the public, and it seems they will be pushing further down that path, turning as many disinterested citizens against us by any means possible. Such “generosity” may even grow dissent within the Opposition, more so than it already has. But this is a ploy, a bribe akin to the promise of heaven upon death to those who are deserving. It is a dirty practice used by those who seek power to convince the weak. The Elites’ use of this tool is not new, but it will make our intentions even more difficult.

Of course, the media neglected to further discuss the “apprehension” of the three men who delivered the water, and the thirteen others who attempted to retrieve it. Aware of the delivery, the Elites lay in wait and as our vehicle backed into the tunnel, they were ambushed. Our driver was killed instantly, parts of his brains splattered along his headrest as the other two were dragged from the vehicle. Each of them had their hands chopped off crudely by way of machete. The two men then had tourniquets tied to their arms, bandages applied to slow the bleeding of their stumped limbs and each were returned to the vehicle. The vehicle was edged out of the tunnel to ensure the sun could penetrate the windows and allow for our record breaking heat (in excess of 110 degrees) to join the tormented men within the cab of the truck.

When we were briefed, we witnessed all footage, footage not disseminated amongst the masses in this evening’s broadcast. I watched as they captured each of those thirteen souls, people desperate for life-sustaining water, our own brothers and sisters hoping they could conceal enough to get their loved ones through the next month. Each was captured alive, if not uninjured and made to stand in the shadows along the entrance to the tunnel. Each was held at gun point, gagged to ensure they could issue no alarm to fellow Legion members who might stumble into the Elites’ trap and … they watched. They watched the men inside the truck drift back and forth between shock, delusion from lost blood and nausea from heat exhaustion. Sweat rolled off the men in the truck as they moaned and cried. Begged. They became violently ill, one even banging his stump of a left arm on the window, hoping, demanding, needing humanity to engage one of his tormenter’s conscience, to no avail. The other flopped onto his back and tried kicking a window out, either forgetting that they had converted the Legion’s delivery truck to include bullet-proof windows, or hoping God would grant him the strength to break through regardless. Both men drowned in their own misery before sundown and all the forced spectators were promptly brought to stand before the vehicle in a half circle. Elites were sure to give them a good view of the inside of the cab as the guns held to each of their thirteen heads finally gave way, committing their bodies to the ground at the mouth of the tunnel.

In true Elite form, there was to be no service for those who had been executed. They would not be returning the bodies to loved ones. Instead, the water was claimed for their own stash, and surveillance was updated to ensure should anybody venture upon the scene in the hopes of retrieving a loved one, they too would be captured and appropriately punished.

After all, it’s the Elites’ America now, a country where to strive for life is to sin. So, until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 25, 2117

Hi there my fellow Legion members. It is with a heavy heart that I address you today.

We recently made an attempt to deliver water rations to Legion members of Municipal Six. We had enough water supply to ease the next month substantially for several dozen of you. Unfortunately, the Elites knew of our delivery, and I have since been able to determine how they learned of it.

Please know, this broadcast blog has not been compromised. However, my ability to maintain the confidentiality of the information communicated herein only goes so far. Once I put the information into your hands, I cannot control it. That is why it is imperative you communicate my messages to no one. Somebody, undoubtedly fueled by compassion and the desire to help their fellow man, shared intelligence on the delivery. That communication was intercepted by the Elites, and lives were lost as a result. Do I need to remind you all that the Elites have eyes and ears everywhere? I would have thought not, but based on what I’ve witnessed, it seems I must.

So, here goes: the information disseminated herein is ONLY for the readers of this blog. Colton and I are continually notifying more Legion members to tune in, but we ensure such communication is entirely without risk. Please, do not share what you learn here. If you want to help, share your water, not its location. Speaking in hushed tones doesn’t conceal your secrets; it only alerts the nearest patrol drone to tune in, announcing that there is information to be had. Telling somebody you believe to be member, having faith in them… it is not the same as a guarantee. Colton’s security clearance and our ability to access information provides the only guarantee. Those are the people we alert. Telling a friend, a loved one, even if it is paper exchanged in a handshake, code conveyed by hand signals or lights…. these efforts only make us all more vulnerable. I appreciate your efforts, but they must stop. If they do not, I will not endanger more lives. Instead, I will no longer alert you to assistance and aid. This is our first chance… this blog, CLOVER America, is the only thing that belongs to us. The Elites cannot access it. Would you really choose to throw the one thing that is truly ours away because of carelessness, because of your fool-hardy attempt to help others? If you’re unsure, let me explain the consequences of a bleeding heart.

Just hours after my post indicating the location of the delivery went live, there was a citizen, a regular, everyday Transport Loader in Municipal Six who was headed home from a long day of unloading food to the FRE when he noticed two people cloaked in dark shadows with eyes to the sky. It peaked his interest, especially when he saw they were waiting for a break in the drones’ patrol above. So, he altered his pace and as he sauntered by, he caught a snippet of a hurried conversation exchanged between the two.

“Really? Free water?” the first whispered, dubious.

“Yeah. There for the taking, just be there early. Pitman Tunnels entrance. 0600 hours.”

“No shit?”

“No shit.”

Now, this exchange is how our friendly Transport Loader described it, in his words. While the language may have been embellished, the key pieces were correct. As soon as this citizen heard that exchange, he scurried to the nearest Guard Post and demanded to speak with a supervisor. When they arrived, undoubtedly to arrest or eliminate him for the disturbance, he gushed the information he had ascertained. Dumbfounded by his claim, they brought him before the Premiers and we were tasked with verifying same. Unfortunately, I was already tasked elsewhere and didn’t participate, but those who did confirmed that sure enough, a truck load of bottled water was being dropped off, as promised.

But what was it that compelled this citizen to divulge such information? While difficult for us to comprehend, most regular citizens endeavor to get in the good graces of the Elites. They hope it will buy them favors, immunity or if nothing else, the ability to continue in this life. Knowing this, the Elites used him to perpetuate this illusion. They filmed the entire scenario and are editing now to run a feature on it, showing the attempted “treason” by Legion members in seeking water they weren’t entitled to. They question why Legion members believe themselves above the law, why they believe they are entitled to more water than non-members… and the deaths. They will actually be televising the deaths of all those involved. For now, I will not discuss this aspect of the tragedy. I first want to see how it is presented, and then tell you the truth. Their feature is expected to run on this evening’s news. When you watch it, when you see the disgusting illusion they paint for all National citizens, keep in mind one thing: the Elites are clever. Though they are restricting water to a degree that will result in countless deaths, they will paint those who strive for life as the enemy. They are gaining momentum in turning all Nationals against us, recruiting them to their side. They are manipulative savages, keenly aware of society’s desperation, their need to be included, even if such security is only a guise used to gain their cooperation in their own exploitation. When facing such evil, do you really think you have any rights, much less the ability to speak freely? Do not communicate anything you read here to others. To do so, is to hand more power to the enemy and will result in my refusing to cooperate. We would lose the greatest thing we have… a springboard to a brighter tomorrow.

Maintain your silence or surrender. The choice is yours.

Until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 22, 2117

Abort! Abort! If you’re planning on picking up some of the water described yesterday, DON’T! Somehow (I don’t yet know how), the Elites learned of the supply/location. They’re using it as bait. Delivery was made less than twenty minutes ago. Our three men who made the delivery didn’t check in. We are working to determine their whereabouts, but if you planned on getting water, just sit tight. We will get another supply to you.

For those who won’t see this because they are already en route…. if you’ve somehow managed to hold onto your faith… May God be with you.

I communicate this message with the deepest regret. And for anybody we may lose, I offer my deepest sympathies. I will update you as and when I know more.

Until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 21, 2117

The signal isn’t strong today, and I’m afraid the communication between all necessary proxy servers will not hold long to maintain encryption. So, I say only this:

Bottled water will be delivered for Municipal Six Legion members at the entrance to the Pitman Tunnels, just inside the border to the Middle. Delivery to be tomorrow, 0600. Implement standard Legion protocol, ensure you are not followed and take only what you can conceal on your person. No unnecessary risks and come alone. Do not share the information. You know the drill.

This will be a first come, first serve basis. Best of luck.

Until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 20, 2117

Well, it appears the perpetual drought is going to impact all of us here in Muni Six a bit more than usual. Of course, by all of us, I mean all those who are not Elites. Rest assured, their lawns, swimming pools, golf courses, long, hot showers, decorative fountains,  etc. will remain unaffected. However, all those in the Middle, and especially in the Underbelly, please consider yourselves warned.

Last week, we participated in a meeting to which we received our subsequent Premier briefing just yesterday. We were given certain orders to implement that will have a direct impact on each of you. Our orders indicate we will be providing details and/or deliveries to Elites placed throughout the Middle and Underbelly to ensure they continually have access to clean water. However, a broadcast will be made across Muni 6 indicating that all other citizens will be subject to severe water restrictions.  Those in the Middle will be allotted only one gallon of water per person, per week for the entire month of May. As for those of you in the Underbelly, you will receive one liter…just one measly liter of water per person, per week. Now, we all know, such amounts are not able to sustain life. The Elites are aware of this as well; they suffer no delusions that one liter is sufficient for seven days’ hydration. In fact, a handful of Elites even voiced concern that such restriction would cause their Non-Threat, Viables, and other Underbelly “meat-suits”, to experience a premature death. Their concern is that such deaths are unnecessary and would make future broad medical testing and conflict scenarios difficult without the endless supply of “meat-suits”. Despite this concern, the restrictions are being implemented and will commence May 1st.

It may be interesting to note that the few Elites who had voiced such concern suddenly went “missing”. Of course, the Capital states that their missing status while uncanny, is nothing more than coincidence. Even more coincidental was the rash of “Fresh Meat” deliveries made throughout the Underbelly. The Capital claimed the meat to be a gift for the Underbelly. As sickening as this may be, remember, at the end of the day, life sustaining protein is still life sustaining. You had no knowledge that what you consumed last week following the Elites’ open discussion was anything abnormal. You couldn’t have known, just as I didn’t until today. Times have never been more desperate, and though cannibalism is still nausea-inducing, it cannot be foregone in the face of true hunger and starvation. You have done nothing wrong. The Capital served a message to the dissenters in our meeting, and in so doing, were able to embolden your menu. For that, I apologize and assure you, if I learn of something like this again, I will give what warnings I can.

Back to the more pressing issue: If you have a secure/hidden storage area, fill every container you can spare with water. Remember, water storage in unclean containers can be dangerous. If this is a method you must use, please ensure you boil the water before drinking to reduce your chances of e-coli consumption, etc. As we proceed into the month, it will get more and more difficult to heed this next bit of advice: Do not drink simply because you’re thirsty. Yes, to be thirsty is to be dehydrated. However, try to pace yourself; take only the occasional sip in an effort to keep severe dehydration at bay. If you are unable to control your usage early on, you will deplete your resources too soon.

Of course it goes without saying, but do not use water for showering, cleaning, washing clothes, etc. Beyond this, we will have to get creative if we are to survive the next month. Colton and I have secured six contraptions that will allow you to filter, reuse and yes, drink your urine. Please note, these once belonged to the Military Nationals, and if the directions are followed properly, it is perfectly safe (even if not exactly appetizing). We will be supplying these contraptions to known Legion members we believe appropriately placed to make the best use of them – those who will be able to share with a high number of you. Additionally, we have a small stockpile of bottled water we have been collecting over the past few years. We will make them available as regularly as possible and alert you to the locations. I do apologize we are unable to do more, but the bottled water will be on a first come, first serve basis.

The odds against those of you in the Underbelly are enormous here. However, those of you in the Middle are not immune to dehydration either. We must be frugal, we must be creative, and remember, fruits and vegetables contain water. Select those over sodium-rich processed meats and canned goods from the FRE when you can. Be courageous, and do not give up. More importantly, please, please do not forget your humanity through this. Share your water if you can, just as Colton and I will be doing all that we can. This is going to be a difficult month for all of us, but please, do not fight amongst yourselves. Do not take advantage of non-members, and don’t forget to share with non-members too. Though your neighbors may not belong to the Legion as we do, we are all victims of the Elites. Don’t lose sight of that.

Any emergency scenarios or requests for aid, please post them here. We will alert you to locations of water as we can…Beyond that…let’s hope for rain and pray the restriction ends before the arrival of summer.

Until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.