Chapter Thirty-Six
The App that Saved the World
It was Jill’s idea, really, but Admiral Nemo perfected
it and put it into practice. Obviously, they
never discussed the project together. I
was the bridge between them. Not that
Jill would have necessarily objected to working with a supervillain, I mean,
she lived with one after all. That, and
she half considered herself a supervillain, as well, I think, fancying herself
a sort of failed trans Magneto without superpowers (if you’re into comic book
villains).
The germ of the idea was simple. That was all Jill.
Nemo wrote the algorithm and did all the coding and
such. He brought it to life.
Anton Minsk got the credit for the whole thing, of
course. He was a billionaire after all. A
Russian oligarch always needs good publicity. And, this app got him
publicity. And made him a ton of dough
to boot. I made sure of one thing though,
that Jill got a cut of the profits. But,
I think, I’m getting ahead of myself, narratively.
It was beautiful.
Seeing it change the world made me proud. To be a part of something like that, it was
breathtaking. They said that humans
couldn’t change, but the app proved them wrong.
Capitalism had become the tool of its own destruction. A better world was possible. It brought hope to a lot of people.
Not that any of it mattered, of course. But, there, for a little while, it seemed
like it would. Maybe, it still could.
Who knows? The future is a funny thing,
sometimes. After all, there is only one
thing that must happen. And you can be
damned sure, even more so than with death, taxes, or Thanos, it will. It’s the only thing that is truly inevitable. Because if that one thing doesn’t happen,
nothing else will ever have happened. Fucking
bootstrap paradoxes and shit. Nothing
terrifies me more, and I hate the very though of it.
(c) Copyright 2020 by Diana Hignutt
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