Real Justice Pt. 1

By

WannaBeWriter

When ever my family or friends come to visit me they always ask me the same question, "how did it happen?" I always tell them I don't know, but thats a lie I know exactly how it happened. I'm a history professor, how could I not know all about my little "situation". I know more than I need to and more than I ever wanted too. Now in these last few hours before my sentence is carried out I write this to pass the time.

It really is amazing all the events that occurred to put me in this spot. Many of them happening before I was born. It all began in 1997 when Dr. R.F. Sunday invented a shrinking ray. Though it was not publicly announced until late 2002, the first successful testing occurred in late 1997, Dr. Sunday decided to hold off his announcement until he could find a way to re-enlarge the miniaturized objects. By 2002 he finally gave up realizing it was impossible. Right away it took care of the mountains of garbage man had piled up. Its other uses were limited. That all changed in 2015.
The US government in its infinite wisdom saw a way to reduce the prison population. This had been talked about for years but that pesky Bill Of Rights kept getting in the way, this was fixed with an amendment that took away all rights of prisoners sentenced to death or life. This happened because of the record number of convictions in the US at that time. Almost 3% of the total US population was in jail for the rest of their lives at this time. The money saved by this was an enormous boon to the US economy. One guard could watch thousands of prisoners; they ate next to nothing and no appeals.

For a little while this was good enough, people learned to live with it and it was a great deterrent to crime. But that wasn’t good enough for some people. Unfortunately for me Congresswomen Sarah Critien was one of them. She pushed the right Bills through congress and in the space of a year it became possible for women to buy these prisoners. The reasoning was men were too aggressive and to allow them to have control of these prisoners would be too cruel. They cited the whole of human history as examples. America was now a female run country, too many presidents couldn’t keep their little buddies in their pants I guess. Men were even then second-class citizens.

The first few years this was a novelty, each little man was injected with a computer chip in the back of the skull forcing him to obey his new master. Rich women would buy little men (usually between 1 and 4 inches tall, but the woman could decide) and what they did with them was kept private. Nobody really cared except some family members and hippies. It was an unspoken rule people didn’t really talk about it. Then Hollywood got into it. It became stylish for actresses to wear these poor men as jewelry. They were hung from ears, necks and wrists, It became a contest to see who could come up with the best use for these “ baubles” as they became known, All these beautiful women trying to one up each other. Little men began appearing all over the place, some women would tie there hands to there feet and wear them as rings, or chaining them together for anklets. The baubles didn’t last long like this and it was a common sight in Hollywood or L.A. to see a baubles back break and just slip off a hand or toe. As they were useless now the woman would usually just swear and step on the broken thing,

I remember seeing a tape of an interview where this happened as a child. A young actress was playing with here bauble ring when she accidentally broke his back, he slipped off here finger and landed on the ground between here high heeled feet. She just looked down at it and the camera zoomed in on the poor little man. He couldn’t even move his legs, but they got a great shot of the absolute horror on his face. As the interview continued the actress slipped her foot out of a shoe and began playing with the little thing. She would roll it around on the carpet, pick it up between her toes and squeeze it, and do all manner of cruel things to it while answering questions. They didn’t show the whole thing but every time they went to a wide angle I could see the little man screaming in pain on my zoom-in TV. It struck me that even though everyone in the studio knew it was going on, nobody even thought about it. We had been so desensitized to the plight of these baubles they weren’t even human anymore. As the interview ended the actress got up to go when the host reminded her of her little toy on the ground. She looked down and said “useless bauble” before smearing it with her shoe. At this the audience actually applauded.

By now they were actually running out of criminals to sell. It was a great deterrent and women were on waiting lists to get their baubles. Our Government in its infinite wisdom solved this problem by lowering their standards for shrinking prisoners, they had been counting on this money for so long they couldn’t do without it. So now rapists, robbers thieves, drunks and any other crime that required a stay of at least 5 years on jail was put on the market. With rapist the victim was given first dibs at buying the bauble. This literally flooded the market with baubles. No longer were they toys for the rich and famous the common woman could now afford one. It became fashionable for high school and college girls to wear baubles just as the starlets did 50 years ago. They were even more disposable now. I must have seen at least 30 of them being carelessly stomped after they were broken in my classes.

Now I was about to become one. I knew who my master would be. Samantha was in my class. She comes from a rich family and has obviously been spoiled her entire life. She has long blond hair and big brown eyes you could get lost in, She reminds me of one of those pop musicians from the turn of the century with her perfect body and smooth creamy skin. She is without a doubt the most beautiful student I have ever had, and the most evil. I’ve personally seen her kill 4 baubles. She is a bright girl, but never tried hard. I had failed her on a test, one lousy test, Hell she still would have probably gotten a B in my class. She vowed revenge. I never thought it would have gone this far. I couldn’t believe it when the police showed up and arrested me in front of my class. It was like a nightmare. The trial went quickly, with no lawyers it boiled down to my word against hers. The Jury, all women (men aren’t aloud to serve anymore) didn’t even leave the courtroom to deliberate. They just sat there and handed down my sentence. I was to be miniaturized in 3 weeks. The Judge then asked Samantha if she would like to be my owner. She replied she would and the rest is history. I would be one of around 20 baubles owned by her in 3 weeks.

Now I wait, it will be anytime now, I think I can here them coming…….. All I can do now is pray she finishes me off quickly.