The Corpse of Mars

excerpts from various Revolutionaries punished by the corporation

This is a view of Mars told from the perspective of real Martians. Mothers, Fathers, miners, farmers, the average citizen who came to Mars with dreams of prosperity and starting over.
This will never be published.
This may never even be seen off the planet.
We are giving this to you in hopes it will open up your eyes to the dark reality that Martian face everyday.

The Private Journal of (Name Deleted)
I didn't know that it would be this... rustic. I mean I was expecting it too be underdeveloped. My son looked out the window and told me. "This is a dump." I tried to correct him. He had the candor of any six year old. But as much as I tried to explain the idealogy that I knew was true. That we were pioneers, explorers that we were going to build this world, I agreed,

The welcoming agent made a big speech about this. My son wasn't listening. It was along the same lines as all the pamphlets and the representatives that recruited in our neighborhood. We were starting over, that we were becoming a new family. This was the firsttime I heard about the Blue Skies over Mars. In Ten years the objective was to create such a atmospheric impact on the environment that it would changed the planets skies blue, like Earth's was. Right now the atmosphere was too thin for clouds. If farm production and development continued at this rate it would take 20. But the corporation trusted the new Citizens of Mars to meet this quota, and excell it. They praise our faith in the corporation... It was strange how much time they spent talking about all this stuff. When no one would tell us where our furniture was, or where we were going to sleep. But no one dared interrupt the welcoming agents speech.

The speech ended. And the Welcoming Agent proceeded to greet the colonists. I was going to walk up to him and ask where our luggage and furniture was. I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was a very scruffy looking person. I thought it was probably one of those criminals that my parents warned me about that live on Mars. "Skip it. It's just going to give him another photo opportunity. Dan Clawson." "(Name deleted)" "You want to know where your luggage is right?" I nodded. "I've been here for three years and I still don't know. But the company store might still have some extra supplies, If you get there before they run out. They close in November, at the cusp of the New Blood season huh. Most of the sick got the weak ones." "The stores close down." "Yeah. They can't afford to feed us all year round. It's just not logisitically possible." "If you could lay in a good supply of preserves during that first season, salt pork, pickles, a little flour, than you'll probably make it. They sell that to you still, at least now. You'll live." To be continued... Dan Clawson was arrested for civil misconduct, and his whereabouts are currently unknown.

Read this.
Give it to others that you know you can trust
Never speak of this to anyone you can't trust.
Don't let the Corporation silence the voice of the people.
There will always be a Mars,

The Techno Dux

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