My Ten Days From Mars film was supposed to take place back before Contact, when we still had to boost people out of the planetary gravity wells on booster rockets or the space elevators. Back when it took days of old school rocket acceleration to travel between planets. I saw it as a mix between an art film and a chance to play with guns. And show off a pretty girl. Can never forget that last part, you know. So of course I had to show her getting ready for landing once the whole trip was coming to an end. Mars was waiting, you know. For what? Well…why else would a nice girl like that travel all those days on a rocket ship with all the guns she could carry? She had a job to do…
After several generations of Peloran children that fought like demons but couldn’t be controlled, the Albion scientists changed their strategy. They dialed back the aggression and dominance genes, as well as numerous other modifications, and created their next generation of Peloran super soldiers. The children were model kids as they spent two years growing into puberty and then the project went sideways. They were genetically predisposed towards passive nonviolence and they quickly adopted one of the Albion’s most peaceful religions. They became monks and simply refused any martial training at all. They had the bodies of super soldiers controlled by minds similar to Free Tibetan Buddhist Monks. The Albion scientists were beyond frustrated.
Everybody knows the Africans were once used as slave labor in the cotton fields. Their lobby does not let anyone forget it. But a little known secret is that the Chinese maintained slave trading markets long after the American Civil War officially ended the practice of Slavery. They were kept apart from the Americans, and many never learned English at all. They never found out that Slavery was illegal here. Most never ran because they did not think they could. Some few did, and it was they who helped us fight the Chinese markets, but we never fully ended them. The lack of a common language kept us divided and forever hampered our efforts to end that slave trade.
I had this dream of making movies when I was a kid. I actually filmed quite a few back during high school. One of the first good ones I did was this old science fiction noir film about traveling to Mars on an old reaction rocket. I actually studied old NASA videos to get the details right. It was mostly montage, showing how people survived in a box the size of a bus as it crawled through space towards the red planet in a trip that took days. It featured a lot of guns being cleaned, shot, and prepped, a pretty girl played by my newest personal assistant AI, and a scarcity of nonessential clothing. Pretty much everything guaranteed to appeal to teenage boys everywhere. You might say I planned that one out. Hehehe.
There is an old saying about bold warriors making horrible soldiers. The Peloran are actually one very good example of that. Both male and females are born to fight, with genetic imperatives built into their reactions to do so in the most aggressive and deadly ways. The Albion lost control of one Peloran generation after another as they entered puberty. They were courageous, fearless, and completely unable to function in any normal society. They constantly fought each other over positions of dominance until the Albion despaired of ever succeeding in their mission of creating controllable super soldiers.


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