In 2074;
In what could be considered the greatest tragedy or the
greatest victory for the human race depending on one's pragmatic views 3
nuclear bombs were detonated, destroying Jerusalem (death toll; in the
millions), Vatican City (388 dead) and the Cayman Islands, which created a mass
economic murder as corporations, banks throughout the world lost the 'paper
trail' of assets that were sequestered there.
There was much bible thumping and Quran throwing however
with each side indicting the other for the mass genocide neither could put up a
strong case as to the organization responsible.
Most blamed the United States, except for the United States
who blamed secular terrorist organizations in 48 different countries who all
had links to Al Quaeda which was interesting as the last known Al Quada member
had died of natural causes[1] in
2049.
It was the grandparents, long spurned as expendable and
over-nostalgic that tried to remind people of the collective internet-based
group Anonymous. But their postings were drowned out in reruns of the latest editions
of 'So You Think You Are A Thinker' and 'Extreme Bat Fights' on the wall
screens of most nation's homes and public supermarkets.
Anonymous was prepared for the backlash. The years of
planning, the conspiracy theories started decades ago, the revenue from their
shares in duct-tape was more than adequate to fund the operation.
Yet even they weren't prepared for the general apathy that
most of civilization displayed after the discovery that the holy trinity of
religions was annihilated to nothing more than radioactive decay. There was a
short burst of general disorder and chaos throughout most nations that again,
thanks to the proliferation of corporate news agencies was summarily censored
and (word to describe mass flaunting) in different parts of the world so that
while Californians were aware of the mass killings of French tourists by sharks
off the coast of Normandy they were blissfully unaware that over 19 million
fellow Californians had disappeared from government data banks.
Everyone knew someone who had been killed, yet nobody knew
anybody who made the news, barring a quick one-line throwaway story placed
between the search for the Holy Land Destroyers and another cute story about a
dog and a cat who were best pals.
So this is where the story begins, at the end of religion.
[1] he fell
to his death after he was headbutted off of a rocky crag in Afghanistan by
a unruly mountain goat.
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