And more Organisational Management campus! Always more Organisational Management campus!
Flags, flying. United Nations, United Nations banners. Celebrating the United Abomination’s sustainability goals.
Big walls, with windows so you watch the construction. With drawn simulations of what’s to be built. Advertising forthcoming attractions.
The entertainment zone. Pictures of cafes and open spaces. Captions in jaunty fonts: Pick up a drink to go. Hold informal meetings and catch-ups. Perfect spots to grab food.
See you grab food, guys. You don’t sit down and, like, eat it. You’re too fucking dynamic for that.
Places for people to meet, chat, share ideas and challenge one another.
Ooh challenge one another. Won’t that be something! It’s not all consensus here …
Coming bars. Mixologists will be at the ready, apparently. Preparing signature cocktails … Places to dance. Places to laugh. There’ll be comedy clubs. Organisation Management campus comedy! What a treat!
Approved comedy! Vetted comedy! Following-the-narrative comedy. Safe comedy! Offending-no-one comedy! With nothing desperate about it. Nothing gasping about it. With no vicious satire of the new world, the coming world.
A future interfaith hub. A general spiritual space. That’s about general contemplation. The common heart of all religions, apparently.
No crucifix here. No Christ writhing on the cross here. Nothing about the Passion here. Nothing about sin. Nothing about sacred horror. No Lord Shiva being a badass here. No invocations of Amalek. Or Antichrist. No child sacrifices to Ba’al. Just general hope-y stuff. We’re all-human-together stuff. General Gaia-y stuff. Worshipping sustainability! And the planet!
Which is why it overlaps with a future sustainability hub, under (green) construction. Pictures of future humanity and all life, living in harmony. The whole human family and our whole animal family. Uncle chimp and aunty bonobo. Great grandad flatworm. Distant cousin: tapeworm. Cousin’s cousin: mole-rat. And our more distant jellyfish relatives. Our bacteria relatives. All the flora and fauna. The whole web of fucking life …
And it’s part of a whole coming ethics complex. Which, in turn is part of a future kindness zone. A future healing hub. A future health hub. Sponsored by Bill and Melinda Gates-of-Hell. And the Rockefeller Foundation. All the predatory philanthropists …
And even a coming sports zone. Badminton, basically. There’ll be a great badminton hall. That’ll be the campus sport, apparently: badminton.
And the coming leisure zone. Activities for all ages. Places to date. To meet someone. Spaces for team activities. For bowling. Darts. Beer pong. Beer pong! Have you ever played beer pong?
And now the future science space, which is really at one with the sustainability hub. Consensus science. Settled science. Safe and effective science. Explaining-it-all science. Friendly universe science. Supposed to inspired wonder. And reverence. About the wonderful world we live in. About spaceship Earth. About our little blue orb in the great darkness. About our precious orb. Our endangered orb. Videos of David Attenborough waxing by turns apocalyptic and rhapsodic …
And a zoned creativity space. Art for all abilities. All backgrounds. All ages. Democratic art. Something for everyone. Nothing difficult or hard to attain. No technical skill required. No greatness here. Creative writing workshops. You’ll be able to write gratitude journals and the like. List the things for which you can thank the campus.
We’ve seen the future! We’ve seen the campus they’re building for the people of the future. If you’ll feel at home here, you’re a campus person. You’re a person who will inherit the future. And if you don’t? If you’re depressed by the campus … If you despair because of the campus … If it appals you, the campus? It’s either exile, or straight to the euthanasia booths!
Are there actually euthanasia booths?
There will be.
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