
Smoke curls lazy into the sky. It’s beautiful, almost. Burn, baby, burn. That’s a thing they used to say, the wrinklies, when they were young. Oh, they were fierce and zealous then. What happened to them?
A shrill cry. And the sound of something big splintering. We’ll get what’s ours at last. Now is the best time to be young. An old lady flaps her arms as she falls from a fourth floor window, like some crazy bird. No more wrinklies to occupy the best houses, luxuriate in their fat pensions, and scoff up all the vaccines. Enough. Now is our turn. Now is our world.
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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here
So powerfully written – in every way, especially from the way the scene was set as well as the philosophy, and then the plunge…
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Thanks so much. I’m not sure there’s much philosophy here, but there’s definitely a lot of plunges
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A well articulated story that illustrate a growing attitude in society that disrespects the elderly.
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Thanks so much, James
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I don’t know whether you ever read “Torching The Dusties” a short story by Margaret Atwood. Prophetic to the point where her later work in relation to Gilead makes the reader uneasy. Nicely done.
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Thanks so much, Sandra, and no, I haven’t read that story. I will though
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I’ve read it! I’ve read it!
Okay, I’ll settle down now. Actually, as soon as I read Neil’s story my mind jumped to the same thought as you – except I wasn’t sure (100%) if it was Atwood or Ellis Peters (happens when you jumble about in shorties) – but as I mentioned to Neil, I thought – Atwood. And yeah, her story is
absolutely CREEPY. Totally bonkers. In a very subtle way. And naturally so well crafted. But yup, it’s one of those you just can’t forget – and I’m a sucker for punishment, having read it multiple times these past few years!
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Dear Neil,
I was thinking Logan’s Run or Wild in the Streets…two films from the 60’s and 70’s where the old are devalued and or euthanized for the great good of society. At any rate, your story’s a chiller.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks so much, Rochelle
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A potent look at the horrors of the current society. Well done.
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Thanks so much, Mason
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You’re welcome, Neil
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About bloody time! Although I don’t know who’s expected to clean up all the wrinklies after they take the plunge.
😉
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I think they’re mostly powder. They blow away in the wind
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Sounds like a perfect solution all round. Well, unless you’re a wrinkly of course.
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Reading this somehow makes me glad that we wrinklies are the majority. Beware of the canes, I say. (Great story, btw).
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We are. But we move slowly
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Good heavens. I’m a wrinklie!
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Me too
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Some young people would say we had it coming, forgetting what we did for them.
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We did something for them?
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Well, I’m shocked. Excellent, Neil.
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Thanks so much, Bill
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You’re welcome, Neil.
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So dark, Neil, especially b/c we sense that resentment of the young for the old, as we get older still. Great storytelling.
pax,
dora
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Thanks so much, Dora
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Well written and very scathing in attitude and tone (the story I mean). I have to say this reminds me very much of a short story – either by Atwood or perhaps Ellis Peters – I’m leaning to Atwood, but I’ll be damned if I can remember … anyhow, your ideas, concepts, are set-up in an extremely similar fashion, not word for word, but definitely as well written as what I’ve read at least twice lately. Cheers and well done stylistically.
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Thanks so much. Rochelle also mentioned the Atwood story
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ah brilliant! I was rather quick scanning through the comments, my bad! But good fortune for you to know. Seriously excellent writing Neil, if my mind went directly to her words. 🙂
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About time too! We wrinklies control far too much of the world’s resources!
The way you show how incoherent and random are the lootings and murders is very effective. This is no 1917 revolution, rather it’s street jackals gone wild until the police stop them.
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I agree. A revolution based on age wouldn’t be very coherent
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This is our world.
And how we are going down. True story for some already…
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I fervently hope it isn’t our world. But it is, perhaps, a possible one
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As a wrinklie, I am particularly alarmed by this; many of my neighbours are much younger than I am.. Though I am not sitting on a fat pension; perhaps with some plexiderm and botox, I will escape.
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Just aim for the nearest alternative reality
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I’m off — catch you on the flip side.
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O.M.G. Neil did you go rogue on this one. I love your term “wrinklies.” My mind went to “A Clockwork Orange.” Excellent story that *could* happen at some point.
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Rogue? I’m sure this is pretty much smack in the centre of my oovrah
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🙂
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Darkly well done!
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Thanks so much, Trish
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Time travel might help here, the wrinkles could travel, to travel freely, a warm beach, blue sea, good food,
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Cool idea
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Another one bites the dust… Goodbye cruel world…
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There’s plenty more where she came from
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back in the day the elderly were respected. it seems like a different world now.
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It is a different world now, partly because the wisdom of the elderly isn’t much of a guide to a rapidly changing world
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Oooooo creepy!
Clever use of language. Terribly sad what is being done to the elderly. No respect these days.
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Thanks so mucj, Laurie
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You are so wicked!
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Guilty!
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Yikes. How long before I feel “obliged” to take the plunge…
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Depends on the youngsters, I think
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Old, but not many wrinkles. However, there no tendency toward flapping out of a window, even first story. 😀
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That rather depends on whether you’re tossed out the window, doesn’t it?
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I missed it. I thought she jumped because she didn’t like the wrinkles (old age). Sorry.
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Thanks Neil. Unique take on the prompt. Your story leads us far from the merry go round and into deep reflection.
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Revolution, they say, is the festival of the oppressed
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It’s dark.. nicely done
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Thanks so much
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Let’s never leave the kids in charge…!
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Or rather, let’s never let them take charge, it doesn’t sound like a good plan.
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Perhaps if we hadn’t made such a hash of things, we’d have more bargaining power
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Well, I’m not a wrinklie so I wouldn’t know 😉
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Fascinating dystopian vision. Like most good dystopias, it’s a little too close to reality methinks. Well told.
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Thanks so much, Anne
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