I’m currently
in a re-education camp, experiencing daily lectures on the importance of
electric vehicles and social change, presided over by a judge who, each
evening, quizzes the “campers”, opining whether they’ve accepted the teachings
of the program and can be released. 
Perhaps humorously, the camp is still called “traffic school”, although
it’s become something far more sinister.

The automotive crimes, which brought us here, are various.

A portion of the population were convicted for brewing corn
fuel, to run as fuel in their cars.

Heavy taxes, applied to gasoline sales, caused a resurgence
of backyard stills… men were producing corn fuel which could be used as fuel,
bypassing the costs at the pump.

What taxes have been added?

On its own, the reparations tax nearly tripled the cost of
fuel.  It was determined that the use of
vehicles is one of the biggest indicators of lascivious colonial living and
taxing gas, to collect cash for payouts for reparations, was one of their more celebrated
reparation actions.

Then, there was the tax added for national defense.  Because we couldn’t drill for American oil
(Alaska, North Dakota, etc.), it was determined that the use of fuel-burning
automobiles was propping up the wealth of violent middle-eastern countries, and
that those engaging in the activity of burning fuel should pay more for
national defense since they contribute financially to those countries.

Between the reparations tax and the national defense tax,
fuel costs quadrupled in just several years. 
This had, of course, led some industrious Americans to begin producing
their own fuel in the backyard.

The government officials came down hard on
self-producers.  They claimed the
self-producers were an explosive danger to their neighbors… but some conspiracy
theorists pointed out that those same government officials seemed to be very
successful in their electric vehicle industry investments, while touting their
virtuous reparation efforts against gasoline users.

Government officials investing in EV companies and
infrastructure seems to always (magically) occur just before the announcement
of government contracts awarding money to the same companies.  A saying has developed, “A senator already invested”; it’s not literal, but a figure of speech that means the
endeavor is guaranteed to reap massive benefits.

There is a healthy contingent of scientists in the
re-education camp.  As it became clear
that the government was pointing the populace towards electric vehicles, a band
of scientists began to question the “sustainability” of lithium powered
vehicles. As these scientists began to make significant waves, the government instituted
several laws about spreading “misinformation”, then persecuted those scientists
questioning the electric vehicle mandate, stating that they were causing hate
and fear with their “dangerous targeted misinformation campaigns”.

Hate seems an odd word to use, but because reparations had
been tied to gas consumption, the scientists were accused of racism because
their efforts countered the narrative that gasoline burning was simply a
lascivious colonial act.

Why am I in the camp?

Well, with the proliferation of “hate crime” hotlines,
roving bands of activists have been utilizing the hate crime hotlines as a
means of affecting social “change”.

It wasn’t long before the activists discovered that
motorsport events were a prime place to find men with conservative American
values.  The activists would dress
purposefully androgenous, attend motorsport events, engage with men who seemed
“conservative” and then purposefully try to cause a conflict based on race or
sex.  They’d then take the license plate
number of the person they’d accosted, and report them as committing a hate
crime to the hate crime hotlines.

I refused to acquiesce to a man yelling belligerently, “Call
me ma’am!”

He didn’t try long; he’d achieved his goal and gleefully
headed to the hotline with my car’s license number, his comrades being his
witnesses; now I’m here in re-education camp, waiting for Judge Juanita Jorge
to determine that I’ve been successfully reprogramed.

Judge Juanita Jorge made history by being the first
non-citizen judge instated in the United States.  He had started his career in Venezuela, but
his hard immigrant journey to the U.S. was presented as being the ideal for
dealing with, and teaching against, colonial and conservative “America First”
thought.

Speaking of thought, there is a pastor in here with us
because of thought crimes. He was sentenced for praying near the roving hotline
activists when they showed up to his church’s car show.  His prayer violated the 30 yard, no prayer
“safe space” of the activist (similar to abortion clinics), and the pastor was
indicted for a hate crime when it was determined (from a video, presented by
the activists) that he was likely praying because he was silent, with his eyes
closed, near the confrontations the activists were causing at the church car
show.

I had thought the Christians would stand against the 30-yard
prayer/hate thought legislation, but they said that the loss of personal
freedom was acceptable because it showed we were being loving.  I argued that they weren’t being loving to our
future generations, whose freedoms they were willfully giving up for the sake
of small personal offense, but I was ostracized by many within the Church for
my unloving and bigoted thoughts. 

I was further ostracized when I said the putting a rehab
housing facility within our suburban neighborhood showed no love for our wives
and children, who would never feel as safe again.  I was told I was being selfish.  Shortly thereafter one of the facility
residents stole my classic car.  The
irony was, I couldn’t retrieve it from the rehab facility property because the
police said I’d be trespassing.  I did enter
and recover my car.  That was the first
time I went to camp.  Back then it was
easier getting out, you simply had to pass a written exam; now, Juanita judges
us.

I write this on toilet paper, while using the restroom.  We’ve been denied the luxuries of regular
prison, as another attempt at reparations, the thought being that we’re more
colonial than those in traditional jails, and as such we should receive less
niceties when incarcerated… to help make things even.

The incarcerated road crews have been started back up.  Tomorrow I will work on strengthening bridges,
improving the support for the significantly heavier electric trucks.  Tomorrow is a good traffic day though; the
electric grid has been down for several days due to the demand overloads of a recent
hot day, so traffic will be light and limited to only companies with onsite
generators to charge their (mandated) EV fleet (side note, most the senators have
been exposed as heavy investors in the electric truck industry).  Diesel semis have been abolished, which
raised the costs of goods significantly. 

The strain on the electric grid has been tremendous since
the destruction of dams (for salmon flow to small isolated bands of Native
Americans, who seldom fish for Salmon despite their restored access) combined
with the proliferation of Artificial Intelligence server farms and electric
vehicles.  The lack of electric capacity
has also strained the economy.

Well, I must conclude. Pray that I survive, and that in some
odd oversight, the Judge determines that I’ve been successfully
reprogramed.  I hope to rejoin my family
soon.  I say nothing verbally here,
determining that being a mute might be my only chance to get out.

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