The Green Bubble

The world is in clutches of the evil, there is disintegration in everything, wrong choices and high hopes. What is gonna happen in this world? Will the order bring any order? Why can there ever be a green bubble? What is the future of Ai and Green Tech? The end of our problems or so.

Dear readers,

The year is 2030. This is an glorious year filled with opportunities. I am sitting in a turtle like giant interactive auditorium filled with politicians, ecologists, statistician alike me, and world leaders, economists, and doctors, sitting to discuss how to control carbon emissions. This types of meets are common ground for weird ideas and solutions. We have been fortunately successful in reducing industrial carbon emissions but not so in planting more trees and increasing resilience of trees. Hence the amount of carbon dioxide, accompanied with other green house gases and pollutants are still high enough to be a threat to humanity.

Well due to extreme heatwaves many flowers like lotus, rose and tulip have stopped blooming, and many food crops like wheat and rice are becoming harder to harvest. Rice prices increase in winter, but nowadays after every winter, the prices are staying the same.

Farmers are becoming poorer than ever, many are leaving their jobs and coming to the urban areas for petty jobs, and due to high competition are becoming unemployed. Hunger is increasing more than ever, it is uncertain whether people would get to have even one meal in three days, and that too for a whole family. Hence the price of basic commodities are increasing than ever.

The world is divided into three segments, segment a for the richest of the rich, who can afford to lead a life of luxury and don’t care about the problem, the next for the aspiring class, who may not be rich, but aspire to become one and constantly struggle to be at the top, and the third segment belongs to the poorest class, who struggle to secure basic living.

Sitting in this huge room, I am a 21 year old Stat major, math wiz since childhood, and data fascinated me. Soon as I was growing older, this fascination turned into a need, as thousands wished to have a piece of the pie, AI development and research was the future. I learned pure statistics,and now I apply my knowledge to the field of healthcare and ecology and sometimes finance and economics and meteorology. So I do all rounder work.

Sadly, I had to migrate from my home country, the glorious wonderful enchanting magnetic historically rich and culturally bright India, my mother land. I hate to acknowledge this that the recent head of the state ordered the execution of the prime minister and abolished the constitution, and then he turned into a tyrant, a cruel depot with extreme power, he suppressed free media, controlled politicians and isolated India from the rest of the world. He created close ties with North Korea, Indians were extremely deprived of their basic means of livelihood.

Anyone who revolted was sent to prison, and jailed for a certain number of days depending on the magnitude and the crime. Going by the previous constitution was unlawful, speaking against any official was unlawful and supporting things like secularism could land you into being a terrorist and socialist ideals could lead you into being a Naxalite.

All apps were banned, only selective apps were permitted, these apps were filled with Spyware and surveillance mechanisms that constantly kept you under check. Only influential people were able to carry phones. your private messages were checked, and even your pictures and any sensetive material could land you into trouble.

I was 16 at that time when I pulled up a rebel. I organized a team of rebellious hackers, and we put spywares into the phones of the generals and hacked media servers and leaked these informations, we used all sorts of fake IP addresses and used chained services. We often used servers used by the pivotal enemies of this governance to stay under cover.

We posted fiery comments and instilled hope into people that this was not the end and that we can fight this tyrant as well. We reminded them of the past and how fought with the English Generals of The British Empire.

One of these days, I received a message in my private server through a dummy ip address, it was a cryptic message from the “Indian Secret Society of Intellectuals". They congratulated me for my courageous work. we were to be awarded in a few days by the society for our service.

Our plane tickets were confirmed, the prize wasn’t money, it was freedom for me to continue this resistance at a bigger level.

I went to my father and told him the whole truth. He was moved in the inner side, but kept still. I never saw him this grim and silent. He told me that if I go stand beside those people in power, i would see that my knowledge and experience is nothing in comparison to theirs and hence my voice doesn’t matter, nor is it convincing.

Let me tell you how all these problems started. Let me date this as far back as 1946, when the Britishers planned the partition of India, as they saw that this partition would lead to years of power struggle between the Nations. Then to the murder of Gandhi in January 30, 1949. Then the other murders, soon, very soon, these politicians who could shape the bright future of the country were killed. And slowly people’s living was insecure, then financial problems further weakened them and made them slaves to economic problems and dependent on the government, people were Brian washed, striped of their rights and then kept uneducated. Slowly they kept making generations after generations, fools in motley. So did feign some of us, like Shakespearean fools.

We had tickets for our full family, for like 70 of us. We boarded the flight and I informed all the foreign members of our Order, they joyously celebrated my freedom but all isn’t joyous either. I was heartbroken.

The technique I used to stay underground was used to safeguard the traitor who leaked my address. The police ravaged my house for documentations and all other important thing but I was far far away from that hell.

Augustus Braverio, chief of our Order of Silence, messaged me that our informations were compromised and that India Segement B was against my escape from the land.

Before boarding the plane, I stood up on the mic, and addressed the crowd, “You don’t know me, you don’t need to, I am alike you, akin to you, this fire that you raged against me, keep in store, tame it, mold it, make your voices your weapon. I am not leaving you alone in this battlefield, I am leaving to plan a better future for us, stay put and keep resisting. I won’t return to this land until I bring back change, this is a promise to all the people of India and the Head of the state.”

As soon as I boarded the plane I got news that, all the libraries in India were ordered to be destroyed and burned. Within three days, it did happen. Like pages of Farenhite 451 were coming true in cold blood.

We quickly secured the web archives of all books from Kindle, old and new and all the manuscripts from the digital national museum archive from the time machine project. We kept saving things into a large database, and then uploaded it. No books were lost.

It’s been five years now, not much has changed. In the meanwhile, doctors are replaced by tech, dietitians are, fisherman are, pediatricians are, coders are, mechanical engineers are, architects are, teachers are, drivers are, and are many millions of people, each losing their job to a smart mass automation system of its own.

Recently I was moving out of the International Information and Data Portal HQ, in Boston. The rioters were armed, they were local members of the Global Workers Union, they threw a stone at me, and it did hit me and my head was bleeding. Pretty soon we ran to our cars and drove quickly away, they were chasing us, destroying automated vehicles and the smart health banks, one of my projects. I never worked directly on a man power reduction project, but my algorithms were used for the sake, I went to the IIDP Headquarters to inquire about some economic data from the experiments of global basic income as I was to present them today at infront of the house.

When we were discussing on what we should do, and whether to incorporate UBI at a large scale, I proposed that everyone should be given the right to secure basic living and an UBI would sought to secure the livelihood of people when they aren’t doing any job as most people are out of their jobs, only painters, pianist, song writers,writers, vloggers and other creative creators are in market, that too a very competitive one. By living I mean basic means of life like the bread and a few clothes throughout the year and maybe ability for 4 medical check-ups a year. Nowadays medical check-ups were done using a smart health bank, I made it, people went inside and did their basic checkup, checked all the risks they had of diseases, immunity became quantifiable, and a single card stored all the data.

Suddenly a person proposed then why aren’t we paid for being healthy. Though everyone kept quiet, I was afraid it was a sign of yes, I requested the right to reply. I told, “Because we need to stay healthy, and it is basic to the proper functioning of the body. Moreover health benefits and subsidies of medicines are already provided, healthy people get added benefits in healthcare loan credit score.”

Then the man said, “That is the same as feeding those who have surplus and who live off the surplus of the society, and often for free, just because of their initial configurations like initial capital, resources, family background, gender, caste, religion, place of birth, connections or status. Then this harmful air we are breathing, why don’t we get paid for that? Does the government have no responsibility in cleaning air? Why should we pay to clean it, isn’t it a right?”

I loved the free speech but getting paid for breathing sounded absurd, like was it even possible. I left the decision for the jury to decide upon. This proposal was surprisingly agreed upon.

When you pay someone for something continuous like breathing, and that too for everyone, the pay can’t be very high, it was decided that it would be given just the pay I set as ideal for UBI, $90 per month.

But things aren’t so simple, people were taxed upon it. And taxed heavily. One was Oxygen Tax, for using the oxygen in the air that was a vulnerable resource, about 15% and then their was the Tree tax, or the tax paid to the trees for using the oxygen they produced, it was 12.75%. At last the final price people would have got after cutting Income tax, came to $45 per month.

I was outraged to know that Segment C was paid even less, I proposed redistribution of income by negative weight. One thing I was sure of all the while, people were intimidated by use of words that are part of general conversation, abstraction has always been necessary in fooling people and often so in winning confidence.

So segment C got huge redistributions of income and it was only when the data became great and in favour of the poor that they understood the trick, I quickly took the chance to mold the data and told them that if they kept doing this then they could pocket the confidence of Segment C and Segment B, and it would increase their powers and support. Ironically, no one from Segment B bought it, but these rich fools did.

But we were without any weapons, little children were engrossed not into books or educational materials, only sources of entertainments like online games and videos. They were becoming stubborn and arrogant. To furthermore strengthen this problem, politicians provided internet to many families at a low price, of which 65% was consumed by little children. They were unable to build up their emotions, moreover values, and never got to be near the reality, as if the new generation was to be isolated from nature and truth.

People were fooled in name of religion. In midst of these crisis, I never saw or read in history about a much more chaotic period of world politics and the global economy as well as the society.

Justice was a slave to the money, and the judges tongue was bought and no justice prevailed. Sarcastically, the rich were the most pious people if criminal records be seen.

Here again,not all was smooth. The Order was furious on me, and questioned my decisions and wanted to know why I let the breath income bill pass. The chief was easy going on me, but in no order can one be biased, and especially when the stakes are lives of thousands.

Chief called me in, he was sitting on his throne, with the old stainless analog watch on his hand, full sleve black shirt, and a long coat that was brownish like leather, and a 59 year old face came out from the darkness, and asked, “what is it that torments you?”

I humbly counter asked, “I just let some data get deleted, molded a few, let a disastrous bill pass, let a few damage happen, everything is disordered, health, finance, law, education, everything. All these people in power, they only have a lot of money, what if I lose? What if all these years go in vain? What about my promise? Am I worth it?”

Chief smiled and said in a calm unexcited cold voice, “young boy, there’s no time for these stupid thought distract you from your goals. They have won always, we need to win once. Do your probability, and don’t lose focus. I don’t question your decision, only keep the order’s trust intact. Now leave the room as if you were heavily rebuked by me. You may leave.”

I leaved the room with a heavy sigh and sunken heart, as if it was the most sorrowful day. It was just the right acting. I left at the right pace. Once out, my final destination awaited me.

I must save the children from the clutches of ignorance. I introduced smart way to teach them in secrecy such that they feel like they are watching cartoons but are learning things in simplicity. I secretly routined the live of children. Children are a hope to their parents, once they are okay, the parents can bear all pain with a smile and get a lot of hope.

While I was busy for 3 months, redeveloping the world, and fixing the judiciary system and the education system. A feared thing happened. The Government understood that they can’t continue to pay people for breathing,they must plant more trees to reduce the pay, while taxing them for development. A new development tax was levied upon segment B with the promise of a better future, all the fake promises that befool naive people shouldn’t have worked in Segment B, Alas! It had.

People now got $20 breathing income in Segment B, with 4 taxes, $35 in Segment C and $45 in Segement A.

The the government started planting more trees worldwide. But with the ever increasing population of 10 billion people, where would you plant these trees, Segment B is filled with industrial regions and nuclear power plants, so what can we do? The obvious depriving, Segment C. The government bought land in Segment C for low price and planted trees. Soon this was privatised,private organisations got tenders to do this work and soon they started earning heavy profits from it and so did private investors. As these were happening, people started investing into green products more than ever. We found more and more sustainable alternatives, and space agencies hit a big success as they were able to cultivate life and evolve basic Xenobots 45.8 on Mars and Altropecia 3. We soon found out drugs that can drive their ways to the impact region. We strengthened communication routes between two planets of different planetary systems.

Releif came at last as Bangladesh was able to overthrow the existing government of Dictatorship to one of democracy. This was beginning of a ripple that could bring order. Then again in Berlin, people breaked the walls between Segment B and C and became the United Segments of Berlin.

So this mistake of mine did bring some changes after all. I leaked information that segment B and C should invest money in green products and tree plantations. Slowly a green empire was building up and we had cleaned the earth of mostly all carbon. As if earth appear a green planet from the space.

This was a glorious moment now really. The Carbon bubble finally popped, people who made billions of Oil and Coal, were not bankrupt, and so the disparity between Segment A and Segment B was reduced considerably.

But suddenly on a fateful day, a news popped in, that trees lost more value than ever, it was like we had overvalued it by huge margin, and many dictators lost their money in the investments, 90% of all Oligarchs were bankrupt.

But something is off, wouldn’t that mean that People of Segment B and C lost all their money, do you think I would let that happen? I would never. This was my plan all along. My masterplan to give power back to the people and make trees so much overvalued that the dictators are gonna lose all the money they invested was lost, remember the big bubbles, Tulip bubble, housing bubble, carbon bubble and now the green bubble. Chief knew about this all along, after the meet with him, he pinged me a cryptic message wanting know my plan, I included the Global Worker Union leader, and environmental activist, Tina Huang in the plan. This plan would lead to the carbon bubble popping, then again giving the environmentalists an upper hand and a long awaited victory and also help the plantation of more tree, herbal products made in cottage industries of Segment C, giving the people power. I told everyone to stop their investments at the right time before the pop. I made a fund and saved all this money I had invested of the Order for funding revolutions.

We initiated and funded political campaigns around the world and helped return back the rightful leaders to their posts and then we wanted leaders to return all rights back to the people and bring the old constitution back into enforcement. We toghether strengthened the pillars of livelihood, and people were now provided an universal basic income.

The chief was very pleased, with me, he pulled me close and tightly hugged me. I finally managed to bring the order to the world. We decide we would reveal ourselves to the world. Chief opened his wrist watch and rewarded me with it. Every member revealed themselves and we were all elated.

On stage with tap of an enter key, and our worldwide reinitiate program started running. And soon enough all the restrictions of softwares made by the previous governments were revoked and new Code of Conduct was agreed upon by all UN members. Socialist ideals were welcomed back and this time not for corruption to set in but for real impact, all the individuals who unfortunately lost money, we refunded. And soon we started living the better way.

In all this, I kept my promise I made to my people. At age 16 I started a revolution, had to hide my face. Now at 22 I return back home with head held up high, in a free country of free people called India. Everything was back to normal. Int he land awaiting for me, were my people. I am maybe the first and the last person to manage the world during on the worst economic crises and social hardships and such a rough patch, I return home with pride, people clapping and rejoicing. As the statues of the dictators are beheaded and broken into pieces and they are thrown into the urban Segment C. I created an economic bubble and popped it, and then I freed people. Hope no problem persists anymore. But it a rare event, quite probabilistic. Even God couldn’t make a perfect world, I am only Divyosmi.

Thank you for reading, the key takeaways are that don’t be greedy, and do invest wisely and never let equality fall. All these problems can persist and not for merely some 2 to 3 decades but centuries. We have advanced our technology, let’s advance our way of thinking and keep an open mind. Take care of yourself, let’s get away from this robotic, insensitive, mechanical, inhuman, war striken world. Let’s rise from the Ash like phoenix, and burn in the napalm sky with the message of peace and harmony.

*cryptic messages hover on the watch, the time has changed, this time denotes the location, a new mission awaits the Order of Silence*