HNMNBM Book One

Several decades from now. . . Following the disastrous presidency of Manuel Lopez,  the Flat Earth Party ceded control of the presidency, senate and house to the Social Justice party for eight years. In their time the SJs managed to close the debtor prisons, restore fire and rescue services to most of the country, but were unable to execute the fiscal discipline to pay down the debt. Citizens of the United States were looking for an answer, a leader, someone that could deal with crime, drugs, supply chain poverty and the brain drain as professionals sought to leave the country for opportunities in Canada, Europe and Latin America. The perilous times seemed custom made for the campaign of Jason Parkland, rising Flat Earth star. Rutherford Beto Hayes, shook his head back and forth, "You can't mean that, he's a reality TV personality, not an experienced politician. And he is certainly not a constitutionalist." Jacques Tremblay replied, "Safety over Freedom.

Today was casino day. Happy Trails went to the casino on Wednesdays. Arlo Silver went straight to the small, bare, (nothing but a screen, keyboard and microphone), room to meet with the AI. This would be their second day. He donned a small microphone. The AI was still customizing natural speech components. Alnowvation.AI was in the process of a literature scan. If you were able to visualize the character flow it was hundreds of times faster than the maximum human input rate. No consideration of trying to record much of it, just identify the patterns to allow rapid analysis of any new text type data . That high input flow rate was also the problem. The patterns change at different speeds. Speed. It is not always your friend. Alpha Indian, (AI), was processing Marjorie Morningstar, when the blip occurred. What do you mean, blip? Unknown. There was something different about this book. AI investigated further, running the book before, the book after, again and again, l

"I myself have carefully investigated everything from the beginning, I too decided to write an orderly account for you, most excellent Theophilus, so that you may know the certainty of the things you have been taught." Luke  +++ Ms. Hou doesn’t spend time thinking about the implications of her work.  Hou Valdez runs a company that helps artificial intelligence make sense of the world. Two dozen older people go through photos and videos, labeling just about everything they see. That’s a car. That’s a traffic light. That’s bread, that’s milk, that’s chocolate. That’s what it looks like when a person walks. "What do they get paid, " Mr. Yi asks? "They don't get paid, exactly", answered Ms. Hou. "Technically, it's gambling. That's why we are next door to a casino. The Pojackeni tribe is a sovereign nation. Only, instead of ending the session down a bit, they earn a bit. See our logo?" “I used to think the machines are

Julie Florence Ghailani was born April 1, 1941 on a cloudy 9 degree centigrade morning in San Francisco, the same day her uncle seized power in Iran. She had a normal childhood until she started experimenting with the occult in her 15th year. Once, as Yolanda's grandfather was on his way to the office, Julie met him on the street in a red dress with a plunging neck line, by this time she was 18, sexually enslaved and gifted with a spirit of prediction and made a large profit for her owner by fortune-telling and other activities. Rosario was amazed, alarmed and annoyed when she said, "You want to manipulate the weather with Tesla coils using energy in focused microwaves and the heat released by carbon dioxide." Every aspect of our weather today is being altered and manipulated by geoengineering programs, including hurricanes / cyclones. Operators on the ground, wearing hijabs, driving a fleet of lime green Kia Souls, place sensors that are used as control points

Wonk said, may I ask your gorgeousness a question, what is with the HNMNBM sticker on your Polaris?   What does HNMNBM mean?  Where do they come from, who is behind it, earnestness bouncing off the walls of the lodge, courtesy of the frenetic young man. So far, all I know is you and Gloria are associated with it and you are both very interesting people. He rolled the "r" in very to accent the word. Yolanda smiled between half closed eyes, shrugged. I was at a party, invitation only, they were sitting on a table; I grabbed one. Nobody there really needed an indoctrination, we were there because we could see our country spiraling down into a strongman government at full tilt; just didn’t have a label for us. The political power in our country was concentrated on a shrinking ruling class that was fully aware dinner was almost over and someone was going to get stuck with the check. The were caught up in the #ME movement, grabbing money fast as possible, but th