This flash fiction piece was recently written by Willy Martinez, in response to those rich dudes launching shuttles into space, showing off their money.
As the millionaires interject through the stratosphere, the masses watch in excitement, waiting for their stock in the billionaires’ companies to go up.
The followers watch in awe and spectacle, allowing their imaginations to take them onto the shuttle, transporting themselves onto the space team. Families hold hands as small groups keep a safe social distance from other families, forming small constellations and clusters of humans on the windy tarmac.
A tall man stands near the middle of the crowd and takes a pause from the show to look around to see if anyone will notice him adjust his mask, or to pull it away from his face to breathe. Two rows behind, a young obese teenager noticed as he clinches his fist in anger, not knowing whether the man was vaccinated or not.
Next to him stands an elderly lady with a hand on her stomach. The shuttle take-off covered the rumbling noises her stomach made – she was starving.
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Via the loudspeakers set up in the viewing area, sound vibrates outwardly projecting a strong suggestion: “Don’t forget to tag us in your posts, letting all your friends and families know how cool you really are for being here with us today, to witness the jaw-dropping spectacle – Private Space Shuttle Launches!””
A small child holding her mother’s hand pulls her mother down to ask if they will ever get to ride into space. The mother replies snarkily, “only when they finally decide to eradicate the poor by launching us into space.”
Their phone alarms start going off in a distress call, alerting them to return to work. None complain as they are grateful to have work during these times.
A family with two minimum wage job winners was better than one breadwinner. Jesus teaches them to be humble.