The end of the Twentieth Century and the beginning of the Twenty-First Century was a time of change. New technologies and new services created innovative ways for people all over the planet to talk to each other. Computers morphed from boxy, desktop affairs to tiny devices that could fit in pockets. Limited network access that was once reliant on logging in via unmovable phone lines morphed into a culture of being constantly “online” via the wireless networks anywhere people went. It was a revolution in communications capability.
Louis became my brother when we became Cowboys. He was my brother when we started that bar fight on Pacifica. He was my brother when we shot our way out of Procyon. He was my brother when he died at Epsilon Reticuli. He’ll be my brother until the day I die, and I’ll be his until the same. I know there’s stories about him doing bad. And I know there’s stories about me stopping him. Well, they’re stories, and I’m not going to repeat them. He’s my brother and I won’t speak ill of him outside the family.
Chinese and Australia AIs and hackers roamed through the devastated wastelands of the Indonesian networks, trying to secure or shut down the information superhighway between Australia and the rest of the world. England’s Elizabeth and America’s Jane soon joined Australia’s Summer in the forefront of digital battle. It was the first cooperative venture of the new Western Alliance and so the very best of their AIs arrived as the first reinforcements. More would come as Australia fought for its life.
After a cultural revolution that spanned decades, the generation that grew up in the 1980s wanted nothing to do with the strident positions of the past. Their heroes believed in freedom for all sentient beings and they learned at an early age that opponents were not always enemies. They experimented with new kinds of music and new technologies and they created the World Wide Web that linked every country on Earth. They wanted to talk with people all over the world and they created the services to do so.
In twenty years of War we Cowboys became brothers and sisters. Sometimes more. We loved each other. We hated each other. We fought back to back against our enemies. We fought fist to fist against each other. We were family. Not one big happy family of course. Those are rarer than most people think. But family sticks together against all comers. And sometimes we rein family in when they want to hurt others. We did that good for twenty years. And we’ve done it ever since. It’s what family does.
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