2.3: The President – Cultural Integration Ministry
Peter leaned back on his chair, closed his eyes, and allowed himself some respite from the day’s proceedings. He had just finished a meeting with the Nation’s Partner Matching Status department Director. The main outcome from that meeting was the decision to increase the number of matched Partners in each Partner Group Therapy session from eight to nine.
Just two more meetings.
Peter opened his eyes when he heard Melissa’s familiar voice. Peter smiled at Melissa as she announced the next visitor. He knew he was lucky to have her as his Permanent Secretary. Being President of this small Nation was an important duty and he needed the best help he could get.
Although Peter’s Nation was a small country, world events in the last two decades had allowed his tiny Nation to gain a fair measure of prominence on the world stage. On hindsight, his Nation was the only country that could have implemented the Universal Tracking System after the attacks on June 26th.
While his Nation had perfected the Electronic Road Pricing system and extended it to human traffic, more importantly, but less acknowledged, to its credentials to be the driving force behind the Universal Tracking System was the great Foreign Worker riots of 2005.
Over the years as Peter’s Nation had become more prosperous, its own citizens shunned blue-collared work. Faced with an over-reliance on an ever increasing pool of Foreign Workers, the government of Peter’s Nation had become concerned about the potential outcomes should the Foreign Workers decide to cause mischief within the Nation.
Their concerns were not misplaced.
As the richest country in the region, the government linked companies from Peter’s Nation started buying the corporate crowd jewels of the surrounding countries. While the populace of the surrounding countries should have been more angry with their own countrymen for selling out, the Elites from these surrounding countries managed to divert the anger towards Peter’s Nation.
Riots broke out across Peter’s Nation. The Foreign Workers were causing great damage to property and raping the Nations’s women.
Fortunately, Peter’s Nation’s Elites had considered the possibilty of such riots years ago. Andrew, the Nation’s top scientist had devise a plan to keep the population of Foreign Workers in check should ever such riots occurred.
As a prerequisite for getting a job in Peter’s Nation, all the Foreign Workers had to undergo mandatory medical screening. As part of the screening, the workers were also given injections purported to be immunization against common diseases. In actual fact, Andrew had invented nano capsules that contained cyanide. The ‘immunization’ was the means to deliver these nano capsules into the blood stream of the Foreign Workers.
These capsules were extremely resilient and did not disintegrate when inside a human body. However, using the principles of resonance, if the capsules were subjected to the right frequency, the capsules would rupture and the cyanide would be released into the blood stream, almost instantly killing its host.
During the great Foreign Worker riots, the leaders of Peter’s Nation had asked for calm. The workers refused, their fury stoked on by the same Elites who had profited from the sale of the corporate crown jewels. Faced with increasing damage to the country’s infrastructure and harm to the Nation’s citizens, the Elites from Peter’s Nation made the considerably easy decision to emit the required frequency.
The capsules started rupturing and the workers started dying.
Andrew had foresight and two further considerations made his plan even more brilliant. The first was that the capsules responded to different sets of frequencies. This ensured that not all the Foreign Workers died together; after all, when the messed had to be cleaned up, the Foreign Workers were needed to do the cleaning.
The other part of the plan was executed when the neighbouring countries started amassing their troops to prepare for retaliation at the supposed unjust murder of their citizens in a foreign land.
Andrew had foreseen that the other countries would react unfavorably at the solution devised by Peter’s Nation in dealing with any potential threat from the Foreign Worker population. To stop any potential invasion in its tracks, Andrew had created the country’s first MedicalCorps. This organization was part of the military with the mandate to be the first responders to any humanitarian crisis within the region. As Peter’s Nation was the richest in the region, it also had the best doctors which the neighbouring countries welcomed with open arms when tragedies occurred within the surrounding countries.
However while ostensibly the role of the MedicalCorps was to provide aid in the time of crisis, their real task was to inject nano capsules in the populace of the surrounding countries.
When war threatened to break during the great Foreign Worker riots, Peter’s Nation emitted the required frequency and the population within the surrounding countries started dying like flies. Since no one in the surrounding countries knew how to remove the nano capsules from the bloodstream, and none knew who was the next to die, the armies of the surrounding countries backed down.
It was Andrew’s technical brilliance and Peter’s Nation success in dealing with the threat of the Foreign Workers and surrounding armies during the riots that made Peter’s Nation the prime candidate to lead the developent and implementation of the Universal Tracking System. With that responsibility came great power and Peter’s Nation while small, was now able to exert tremendous influence on the affairs of the world.
The penultimate meeting was with the Director of the Culture Integration ministry.
“Hello Tom,” Peter greeted the Director, “Please take a seat.”
“Thanks for taking the time to meet me,” Tom returned the greeting.
“Let’s begin,” Peter instructed.
“This is a private meeting,” Tom raised his concern at the presence of Melissa.
“She is my Permanent Secretary,” Peter said, nodding to Melissa to take a seat beside him.
“I’m sorry Mr President, but it would be against established protocol to have this meeting with anyone else besides the President,” Tom insisted, getting up from his seat, “I’ll come back another day when you decide to follow protocol.”
“Sit down,” Peter firmly ordered the Director.
Not heeding Peter’s order, the Director walked calmly to the door.
“It’s fine Peter, ” Melissa said, getting up from her seat, reaching over to give Peter’s shoulder a gentle squeeze. “The two of you have the meeting without me.”
Tom waited for the door to close firmly after Melissa left the room before starting, “As you may already know Mr President, Melissa …”
“Is one of the nurtured,” Peter completed the sentence for the Director. “Why can’t she be in this meeting if we are going to discuss her. She has the right to know what’s being planned for her.”
Ignoring Peter, Tom continued, “You are probably aware from your previous role as the Vice-President, two decades ago, after June 26th, two plans were put in place to ensure that such a tragedy would never befall the human race ever again. One was the Universal Tracking System, the other was the Cultural Integration program.”
“The brilliant scientist Andrew surmised that the key to make people not want to kill each other is to remove all concepts of the Other. He created the Cultural Integration program to create a group of individuals that everyone in the world could identify with; His theory was that if I identify with this person, and you who I see as an Other also identifies with this same individual, then you must be Not an Other and one of me and thus I would never have any quarrel with you worth killing for.”
Peter yawned, leaned back and closed his eyes. As the Vice-President for the last, recently murdered, President, Peter had been privy to his information that most Elites weren’t even aware of. The Director was not telling him anything new.
“Most of the Elites who know about the Nurtured program believe that the CI Ministry chooses a group of talented multi-racial youth and groom them to be multi-cultural Elites to be role-models for the average citizen of the world.”
Tom paused, trying to gauge whether Peter had caught what he was implying.
“Most Elites who know about the Cultural Integration ministry believe that we chart the lives of these amazingly gifted individuals from youth to death. They would be right, partly.”
Tom paused again, this time for dramatic effect. At every one of these briefings since he became Director, he enjoyed presenting the next sentence with a verbal flourish.
Peter looked at the Director. The Director was clearly enjoying himself at knowing something he believed Peter didn’t already know. What could it be, Peter wondered.
Tom having gotten Peter’s attention, continued, “The CI Ministry charts the lives of the Nurtured from birth to death.”
“You mean the CI Ministry chooses the Partners who are to mate with each other to produce the Nurtured, ” Peter probed.
“No, we create the Nurtured ourselves,” Tom replied, aware that he had captured Peter’s attention.
Peter leaned forward. Tom was clearing covering new territory now.
“What do you mean, you create,” Peter asked.
“After June 26th, Andrew created the Cultural Integration Ministry. Our first task was to create profiles of fictional individuals on Facebook, Reddit and all the major social networks. We gave these individuals names based on a wide range of permutations based on all the common names used by the various races, cultures and religions. Some of these fictional individuals were children of mixed marriages, some were children of racially similar parents. We gave some a religion, some religions. We made many more atheists. A little agnostic. Some experienced a Damascus moment and converted, professing their change online. We gave some an intellectual epiphany and allowed them to share their reasons for abandoning religion with their online friends. We hired some of the best digital artists and create a look for each of these individuals.”
“But the Nurtured are real people,” Peter asked quizzically, “Melissa is a real human being.”
Ignoring Peter’s interjection, Tom continued, “This wasn’t a one time process. Based on the interactions of our fictional individuals with the public, we started creating more, fine-tuning the profile and the look of each of these new individuals based on a whole set of multi-variate tests created by Andrew. The profile and look of Melissa Rachel Suihaimi Jacobs was our highest scoring test individual.”
“But like I asked earlier …”
“Let me explain further Mr President. As you should know, when the Partner Matching Status program was initiated, and the government of our great Nation mandated National Service for all our female citizens, we then had the technology to statistically determine with a high degree of confidence the genetic profile and potential of a child produced by two matched Partners. During the years between the PMS program initiation and June 26th, Andrew and his team had actually determined how to customize a child in the test tube, with the power to, with a 100% confidence interval, determine the genetic profile and potential of a child.”
“That doesn’t make sense,” Peter said, glaring at the Director. Was Tom trying to pull a fast one on him, and what would be the point. “Melissa is twenty nine years old. She is older than the ministry.”
Tom had anticipated this question. Most Presidents when provided with the information Tom had just shared with Peter would inquire how it was possible for the companion Nurtured to be older than the Cultural Integration ministry.
“When we created the profiles of the individuals, we gave each of them ages from a range between five and fifteen. Once we determined who to be the best performing individuals, we would create them in the test tube. Then we would accelerate their age switching the gene that controls growth back to normal when the desired age was reached.”
“So, ” Peter said, realization slowly dawning on him, “Melissa is actually only twenty years old.”
“Actually, she is only fifteen years old. She was created online in the fifth year of the Ministry’s inception with an age of fourteen. Once we have proven her to be a desirable model, we created her and accelerated her age to be fourteen. All the Nurtured are orphaned. It was the easiest way to explain why none can remember growing up to their desired age. The throwaway explanation is that the loss of their parents was too traumatic an event.”
Peter leaned back on his chair. He was dating a fifteen year old.
Why was the Director telling him this. What was the President’s role in this matter?
“What power does the President have in this, ” Peter asked.
“None what so ever. The Cultural Integration Ministry exists above the President’s office. I do not answer to you.”
“Then who do you answer to?”
“The mandate created by Andrew. Only a handful of Elites know about the true nature of the Cultural Integration Ministry. Even the ordinary Trackables who are involved with the day to day running of the Ministry, the execution of the online testing and Nurtured creation do not know the full scope of what it means to be a Nurtured.”
“How is that possible?”
“Effective compartmentalization. And lies. Lots of it.”
“My team that does the online testing think they are experimenting to find the best candidate individuals from a pool of individuals who already exist. They sincerely believe that once we find the profiles that meet our criteria, the ministry take them into the program from the State’s bank of Partner produced children. The team does not know that these Nurtured are growth accelerated individuals. They buy the explanation that the trauma of losing parents prevents these Nurtured from remember their growing up years. The team promotes these Nurtured like Partner Parents would.”
“How about the scientists who have to create these Nurtured from the test tubes?”
“Only two Elites know about this aspect of the program. Sarah, the CEO of ManifestCorp and her chief scientist.”
“Remind me again the point of this briefing?”
“As President, it is your privilege to know about this program. It is in your vested interest to ensure that the Ministry gets the required funds each year.”
“Why should I care about the Ministry?”
“Firstly, it is an integral part of the plan to prevent another June 26th. You may not believe it, but it is. On a more personal note, while the citizens of our great Nation have voted for you, be under no illusions that they like you, much less love you. You are just the lesser of two evils. You will one day realize that you will need the citizens of our great Nation and the rest of the world to support and follow you into harsh new territory for public policy. When that day comes for your grand vision to be realized, you will need a Nurtured like Melissa Rachel Suihaimi Jacobs by your side. She will be your voice to the people. She will tell them she trusts you. That you are one of hers. And because you are one of hers, you will no longer exist as a mistrusted Elite, you will no longer be an Other. You will be, because Melissa Rachel Suihaimi Jacobs says so, one of Them.”
“What is it in for you?”
Tom smiled. Peter had reach this question faster than all the previous Presidents.
“The reason I tell most Presidents is that I believe in Andrew’s mandate for the CI ministry. That I aim to make the world a better place. For some Presidents, I even lie to them that I want a Nurtured by their side to help them. But you, Peter, Mr President, I will tell the truth.”
“Because you chose John as your Vice President and I have the same penchant for sweet little young girls.”
“How does the CI Ministry help you with that?”
“The technology to accelerate growth can also be used to retard, even totally eliminate growth. Sarah has been kind to me over the years, providing me Nurtureds that will never age physically.”
“She thinks it is for science,” Tom chuckled, “Your Vice President John is invited to join me to prove her otherwise. Besides, now that John is your Vice President, it is in your interest to stop him from indulging with the children of the Partners that vote.”
“I’ll think about your suggestion,” Peter said, standing up to shake Tom’s hand, “Thanks for today’s briefing.”
“Before we end the briefing, there is one last matter I would like to bring to your attention. Melissa Rachel Suihaimi Jacobs’ popularity has been waning with the resurgence of the Korean cultural exports. Our studies have shown that pairing her with a Spanish gentlemen will be the best and right option to boost her popularity back to its normal levels. Unfortunately for us Elites, we are not entitled to be part of the Partner Group Therapy program so I politely request that that you cease your relationship with her.”
“We are,” Peter for once hesitated to find the words he needed to say. What right did the Director of the CI Ministry have to tell him who he could or could not have a relationship with.
“In Love,” the Director said callously. “That’s none of my concern. I’m doing what’s best to fulfill the mandate. Melissa Rachel Suihaimi Jacobs will be having lunch with Como Lopez tomorrow. Please have your last fuck with her tonight.”
Tom got up from his seat and shook Peter’s hand.
“Remember Mr President, one last fuck. That’s all you get.”