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Ugly World

Tom Ball

    I feared the freak overlords. They were all hideously ugly in mind and body. They became leaders after their normal looking leader got elected to the head of the UW (United Worlds). And he personally had built the freak personae. They were designed to be hideous. He said the World is ugly. And good-looking people were subject to having acid thrown in their face. Soon everyone was ugly. And the freak overlords took all the peoples’ money and raped them repeatedly, male and female both. And people were rewarded with money for making themselves uglier. And so, the ugliest were the rich elite. But for sex, they used gorgeous love dolls who didn’t mind if their lovers were ugly. Some said it indicated people still had a sense of beauty, but the overlords said love dolls were just toys.
    And the overlords hated white people and forced them to change to brown skin. White people had brought humanity to the brink of Armageddon, they said.d. And former white people could not rise to the status of an elite. And were instead slaves, mostly sex slaves. The freak overlords were all bisexual, but preferred to love love dolls.
    I remarked that, “It was a life of horror. And one never knew what new hideous faces would appear. But most people had attractive bodies, it was just the face that was ugly. And the overlords said ugly deeds like cheating at money games and murder, assault and rape were ideal, provided one didn’t attack one of the elite, which was an automatic death sentence.” My ugly lover, Jane, told me, “I invented a number of masks which would make people attractive. And even some few beautiful people wore masks to hide their beauty.” She was a plastic surgeon in days past and she was playing a dangerous game. But the elite rewarded her for her masks which indicated one’s personality in the science of physiognomy and were all symbolic of one kind of ugly after another. For instance, some were violent, some were doers of other ugly deeds. Some were committing crimes against humanity. This was the highest good. Genocide was welcome. The ugly leaders said, there were too many people anyway and too many ordinary people who didn’t believe in ugliness and imagined life was a fairy tale. But of course, it was a dark fairy tale indeed with no happy ending.
    Among the elite’s ugliest deeds were to break the hearts of the sensitive, nice people and turn them into a mess of sad emotions. And the elite were gratified. The insane were given drugs to make them miserable all the time. There were no panacea drugs for them. It was a cruel World. But the elite took drugs of pleasure which made them happy and ended up keeping them interested in ugly deeds. DNA drugs they took altered their mind to make them uglier and they desired to torture ordinary citizens. But most clever people were wiped off the face of the Earth and there were bounty hunters who sought out “radical thinkers.” To be a bounty hunter was one of the most prestigious jobs to have. The vast majority of people, had no job and were just parasites, according to the elite.
    I told my ugly love that “Surely, we were not superfluous. Surely, we had use.” She said, “We are not welcome in this World.” And she got a plastic surgeon to make her beautiful and she wore a grotesque mask, that was hideous. A monster. But both she and I figured that the elite thought that everyone was now ugly mask or no mask. If anything, the masks were uglier than the peoples’ true face.
    And people had all been hypnotized to believe ugly is beautiful with post-hypnotic suggestion. I told her, “With hypnotism they can convince the people that black was white or that night was actually day.” We had both seen hypnotist spies use hypnosis on people. We tried hypnosis on some people who we kind of liked which was cross-hypnotism and caused many of our guinea pig people to go insane.
    And I said, “It’s a World of scary monsters. Deep down we are all ugly. I admit it.” She said, “Sometimes there is a strange kind of beauty to some of the ugly citizens.” I said, “I’ve tried to classify different types of ugly freaks. Like some are zombies, others, vampires or werewolves and orcs and dragon heads and so on. Some are kind of magical beings with magic powers like the ability to fly or become stealthy invisible or cast spells of power. Like fireballs or flame strikes...” She said, “I am working on learning to cast magic spells that harness the energy that is all around us.”
    And she said, “I want to use Mind Reading Technology to change peoples’ ways of thinking. The elite use it on dissidents, but I have connections and can acquire an MRT machine. People don’t realize how powerful it is. And I will drive the members of the elite that govern me insane.” I said, “Do you imagine they haven’t thought of that?” She replied, “It is difficult to acquire a MRT machine, I just have good connections who are in the elite.”
    And she said, “I plan to use MRT to force elite members to allow themselves to be hypnotized. And work my way up the elite ladder. It is a foolproof plan.” I said, “Well you have to make it so that your elite subjects continue to do ugly things, lest the leaders sense what is happening.” She said, “That’s easily done. As far as I know no one has tried to do such a bold thing in all our memory here on Earth.”
    So, she got the MRT machine and started hypnotizing elites that were in our precinct. But somehow the leaders got wind of her plan and arrested her and when they took off her mask, they were shocked to see a face which she thought was pretty, but which they considered hideous and maximum ugliness. So, they poured acid on her face and then hypnotized her to return to “normal.” And they searched for her friends and found me, and others and we got the same treatment.
    But one of the upper elite, thought he had looked kinky and experimented on his own to make all new faces and hid them behind masks and kidnapped them. Soon he had a whole colony of “beautiful people.” And he sent out Online pamphlets to the people urging them to fight for beauty and in just one week’s time had created a worldwide revolution. Everyone in the streets were shouting out for “true beauty.” Some were able to overcome the hypnosis when confronted with the truth. And we taught people to cross-hypnotize others and they in turn taught many others and so on. Finally, the elite were overthrown. There were only a few hundred of them and we duly executed them. We were the leaders now, me and my love.
    And my love and I had our beautiful faces restored and we lived happily. It was the triumph of beauty. People didn’t want to see ugliness and were cross-hypnotized to help them see the light. Of course, this drove many crazy and they had dual mindsets. Jekyll and Hyde types. Some of them required brain surgery to right their ship. But our brain surgeons were quite advanced, having been used by the previous regime to experiment on people as guinea pigs.
    And many people had strange faces in some cases. Strange but beautiful. But everyone was good-looking now. And people were having sex in public and in private. Sex seemed to be ubiquitous. And people all took sex enhancers, and everyone was constantly horny. But few believed in true love except my love and I and a few hundred others. Despite the fact that we were ruling, we didn’t want to hypnotize people any further than they had been already. We just didn’t believe in it as a hangover from the previous regime.
    My love and I were celebrated though as liberators. And many people asked us to clone ourselves so that they could befriend us, as so many people wanted to meet us. And so, we had a few dozen clones each and they fell in love with one another, and so did the two of us.
    And we built up a World of beauty. Many became Utopian writers and Utopian musicians and painters. And everyone was kind. If they weren’t kind, we had brain surgeons to make them kind. We both felt we were very important, and it seemed the future was in our hands. Some said we were too powerful. But we wanted to be sure that our vision of the World came true. We kind of made it up as we went along. My love on one occasion remarked, “We could use hypnotism to make people do their best in the arts. And use neurosurgery to improve their thinking.” Many were against using brain surgery of any kind, and they set up political parties to challenge us. But we had overwhelming support amongst the people, who were grateful for the freedom and happiness we had brought them. And we had regular elections but kept winning easily.
    And we made ugly deeds and ugly art illegal, and creators of ugly deeds had their brains operated on.
    Finally, the two of us retired and left the reins of power in our clones’ hands, and we spent time traveling and writing novels that were all very popular. For example, my love wrote one about a far future in which everyone was a talented writer. Billions of books were written. And everyone had difficulty deciding which books to read.
    And I wrote one about a World of clowns. Everyone told jokes and the funniest people were the leaders. Everyone here though was serious about joking. And some wrote satires of the future World in which they lived in. Many appeared like jesters with bells on their hats, some appeared in clothes of light. And the government rented out jesters to powerful people for big bucks. In some cases, they took over when the leaders were assassinated. And the brotherhood/ sisterhood of jesters aimed at taking control of all Earth. It was the deathly joke.
    And she wrote one about a far future in which everyone was a multi-sexual. With new sexual organs and all anyone cared about was sex.
    And I wrote another far future tale about a new savior, who brought lasting peace to Earth and Space and ruled for hundreds of years. But people were much like in our time only were better educated and somewhat cleverer on the whole. The average persona was hard to satisfy though and demanded a lot from their savior leader. But he tried to save them from egotism and selfishness and to make them into kinder people. And they kept re-electing him.
    And so, we both lived on for hundreds of years during which we tried almost every possible occupation, that is those that required clever humans not AI. And everyone had maximized their intelligence and did jobs like neurosurgery, attorneys at law, writers of all kinds, artists, CEOs, Space investors and developers and so on. Of course, AI could do all jobs, but we didn’t allow them to do higher thinking jobs.
    And I told Jane, “All’s well that ends well.”

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