the hum of drones

It all started about 10 years ago. Build your own drone, you know those 4 rotor mini-helicopters. There were groups of kids and garage tinkerer clubs all abuzz with radio controlled copters. Then it hit, a big security firm offered "the package". First they came out and wired your house and yard, then the package came. A large box with a slide open door. I was thrilled and scared. Pushing the button the door rolled open and the Sentinel came forth, a 4 rotor copter with spot lights, infra red, low light and sunlight cameras. I could set it for patrol, it could take off and scan the yard, alert you of intrusions and summon police if you set it up.

I went to a user's group meeting hoping to get some tips. I got upgrade plans to add tazer weapons and laser pointers and a pellet gun. I laughed it off, you guys are nuts. Reports started coming in on the news, sniper drones, disgrunted neighbors having aerial battles, the paparazzi spy drones getting shot down by the security drones of the famous, virtual gangs who attacked via swarms of drones and the thief whose drone strikes to distract then carries off unattended items. I rush to arm my drone and acquire drone attack deterrents.

In my hood, nobody comes out much. There are more drones than mosquitoes buzzing the sky. All contact is online, most are friends. Some internet mayhem artist writes a program for facebook, if you unfriend a person some drones are routed to their house to besiege it, sometimes selecting unfriends at random, but leaving a digital paper trail to you. Spy drones, mercenary drones, bomb drones. I start my own company, the big red button device company. Push this and it disables every energy thing in a small area. Here we go again. Folks hot wire the device to ramp up its power to take out a yard, a block, a city.

Hi there, welcome to the stoneage of the future. We survived just fine. There is a law enforced by death. No one is allowed to pick up a stone to throw, you must set it down the way you picked it up. Cops carry slingshots but not allowed to hand throw a stone. A man wanted to commit suicide shot himself with an unlicensed slingshot, it was not fatal. The ridicule from his friends calling him stupid finally killed him.  I started a decorative rock garden, was arrested for stockpiling weapons. I'm not bothered, I fashioned a pea shooter out of a soda straw. I've learned we have an ingrown fear of objects flying at us. See you soon.

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