This story is a sequel to Race Relations
After settling in Ponyville for a while, Anon is summoned to a informal meeting with the Princesses of Equestria, discussing who he was and where he’s from. They certainly get an answer, just not one they expected.
Wrote this with a little vitriol for humanity due to...current circumstances. I feel this comes off a little rambly, but if Anon is supposed to be this confused, misanthropic, lonely college student who may or may not be a reflection of their author *cough cough* then maybe that’s fitting. In any case, I hope this is a good enough story and as always, I’m sorry.
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While it is true that conflict is ingrained in us and we are always fighting something, I would like to believe that the last century taught us something, that maybe there was a bit too much fighting ourselves and not fighting impossibility. These last 70 years have seen growth on a scale unprecedented before, where radio was blowing minds in 1940, we don’t even take a double glance when we need directions to a friends house, so we instantaneously transmit messages to them and via satellite get that directional info down to the nearest foot directly onto our supercomputer which fits in our pocket. Even with the recent Covid-19 outbreak, panic and all, we have come together like never before to help us ALL out of it. 100 years ago, countries were greedily snatching up what they could in the wake of WW1 and an ongoing Pandemic. Now, the US and the EU have approved billions of dollars to be sent internationally to help developing and even developed nations get through this. Although tensions remain high, Iraqis and American soldiers are working together to minimize damage. NASA is well on track to be back to the moon by the end of the decade, to be there to stay and SpaceX is preparing their mars mission. We live in no greater time for humanity than now, direct war is almost an impossibility, people all over the globe are becoming aware of prior schemes and are demanding better treatment. Even without free college or healthcare, the U.S has persisted to be the world’s leader, and for better or for worse, and it’s usually for the better, it will continue to be that way. Exercise your right to vote, to speak! You have it, so many others still don’t, make it count! There has never been more freedoms in this world, including protecting the freedom of our own planet, plant those trees! Recycle your plastics! Embrace the newest and best in Nuclear technology, stuff that literally smashes atoms together to power your lamps! While it may seem we are in our darkest days, we are no where near it. Humanity has persisted through much worse, even while we were mostly fighting ourselves, now that we’re fighting the impossible, there is no stopping us, for better or for worse, for freedom, or for Tryanny, we are Humanity. And that will always persist, there’s a reason that word has a positive connotation
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YEAH!! HFY FOR THE WIN
(Humanity Fuck Yeah) Which is also coincidentally a subreddit of kickass stories written about all the great, cool, and wacky/quirky things we do as Humans!! ^-^
Trust me. I've been there. Humanity always seems to be simultaneously the best and also the worst thing ever. But since life is all about choice. I Choose to believe that we can be better than we were before. We can learn. We just gotta make that effort
I wouldn't call that misanthropic, just very frustrated and exhausted. I have to say I've quite griwn to like Anon over the two stories, I hope you write more.
Well. I guess they couldn’t be all good.
Glad you got it off your chest at least.
Glad anon got that off his chest. Also, what’s a unihorn?
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Just a cheeky way of calling it a horn.
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Is there a cheeky way of saying wing?
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I assume pegawing and earthighs for the remaining two races
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Interesting
Yeah, a little. I guess it's a good thing that I'm not the one in Equestria, because I'd likely be asking them to kill me, before someone can get inside my head and extract some horror ponies wouldn't be ready to face. I can write papers on why we're fucked as a species, man. And I'm a whitey boy, meaning I don't get to experience the brunt of this world's "kindness" most of the time...