Christmas, 1984, Key West, FL USA: A 17 year old young man is coming to grips with the fact that there will always be bad entities creating war and exploitment and other various acts of aggression that impede peace being realized. But the young man's naïveté or stubbornness prevents him giving in to any fatalist approach...
Instead, he concocts a daydream while watching the sun set over the shallows of the Gulf of Mexico. The preposterous notion he develops is that there could be a man or woman who enters into various industries, finds great success, while making a habit of giving low-level employees, or even people off the street, opportunities to advance and gain positions of influence in the companies he/she builds. Every 5 or 7 years or so, this person elaborately fakes their own death, disappears, leaving their present companies and fortunes to those he gave a chance to, moves on to a different economic sector, builds another set of successes (utilizing the advantage of some of his/her prior resources), and repeats the process, leaving his/her holdings to a small group of those he helped on the way up.
After a few decades of this, he/she fakes his/her death a final time, moves to a secluded undeground location somewhere in Europe (for logistical and security reasons?), and utilizes the vast "network" of contacts and loyal associates to essentially wage an "anonymous" war against any and all nations or other organizations committing acts of aggression.
His/her primary weapons, and reason that he/she will find success in this endeavor, are: his/her global network, and his/her anonymity.
The young man, realizing the level of preposterousness of this ever actually occurring, decides that maybe this idea is best suited to become a screenplay. Then he thinks well, if the screenplay ever became a major world-wide blockbuster hit, whoever makes the film, and the subsequent million$, could in fact take those million$ and actually pursue the dream described in the film, if he/she lives long enough, and can develop a large and broad-reaching enough global network.
Again, thinking it may even be too preposterous to make a decent believable premise for a film, the young man decides to abandon the notion of believability altogether and write the whole dream as the final act of the screenplay - that is, in the final act of the film, the viewer is shown that the entire film they just saw was a film within a film, and the writer/director of that film within the film they're watching takes the proceeds and disappears to go do the dream.
The young man, the author of this diary, thinks ok, in real-life, a few weeks after this film grosses a billion $ globally, I could use the money to mysteriously "die" in a plane crash and...
The title for this bit of fantasy about a global network using anonymity to work against aggressors and exploiters?
"Anonymous Rule"
I remember now, that after awhile, and a little sadness, I got up, made a cup of Earl Grey, rolled a joint, flipped "Imagine" to side B, put on the headphones, and went back to reading "Return of the King", before heading back to "reality", stocking shelves in the Naval commissary.
I think I actually wrote a few synopses of this idea back in the '90s while living in Atlanta, and even tried to send it to someone somewhere a few times. I think I thought at the time that the problem was the title was too vague or bland or something.
I think now the problem was that it was just Atlanta, or the 1990's, or both.
As I'm finishing editing this, the question begs as to why exactly I'm making this a diary. Honestly, I'm not sure exactly. Except maybe to somehow offer some support for what's trying to happen with Occupy.
Youth can be so ignorant and naïve, and prophetic. I mean, it's even sweet in a way, reading this now, here on the internets...
But I guess I felt a need to say that the fight hasn't even started yet. It will get harder as we go forward. The closer we get to really effecting change, the more "They" will bring the fight, and the violence, to us. In my little daydream-turned-wannabe screenplay, the conflict was inevitable and necessary to making it interesting. But in reality, there is/will be no need to invent the conflict. It's here and it's real.
And here's to being prepared for a long, and successful, fight.
But also, I'll repeat what some may or may not remember that I've said before: Just standing up, speaking out, just existing to challenge the 1% and their servants, is already a victory. Because they'd just as soon we all go back to sleep, or die, or disappear or whatever. But we need to see that it is not a Pyrrhic victory... that we stand up, and annoy, and occupy, and challenge ourselves as well, long enough so that things, laws, regulations, are actually altered for the better.