It started with a phone call at midnight. This nerd-to-be is watching the last scene of the movie Dunkirk*, with the boy soldier reciting “We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender,” The call rings as the clock chimes twelve times. From London, where else? The English Lordship boss resides there. “You know, it’s time to rise to the occasion, boy!”
“Sir, it’s still the locked down season…” I answer. He chuckles at the other end of the phone. “Boy, don’t you give me that excuse. I never ‘worry’ about action, but only about inaction.” He is quoting Churchill too. Can it be the WWIII in the air? I always suspect him being one of the M16 or similar. “You are going to be vegetated soon.” He warns. “I mean brain-dead, boy.” He means business. I can visualize him with his hunting gun, pointing at me from a virtual distance right now. “Yes, sir?” He can visualize me standing upright at full attention virtually now.
“Here is the plan…” My English Lord boss is brilliant with virtual money making and marketing publicity driving strategies locked down or not and he is not wasting time. Apparently he has done a research and finds that there is a yet to be tapped unreached rich and bored market group called “the sixties and above”. And this is the locked down group newly woken by the fantastic freedom they can enjoy through accessing the internet. “I want you to start this virtual Internet Club immediately, boy, no expense spared.”
“Yes, sir.” I have never said no to this boss. And he has never failed me. In our pre-locked-down days I made good money bounty hunting with him and it is not bad for a young fellow of twenties freshly from college, as my Indiana Jones dad advises me. Dronesville’s Internet Club for the sixties is thus born.
This is the advertisement/announcement:
We invite exclusive membership for the “Dronesville’s Internet Club for the sixties”
Clean fun for lovers of respectable mind-stimulating challenging excitement and gratification promised to be delivered to you instantly
A club like never encountered before unlimited by people place product and price
Exclusive for those of chronological ages sixty and above
Guaranteed active defense against potential development of dementia senility memory loss and loneliness
Training and equipping you to be internet-savvy and digital-technologically advanced beyond your imagination and dream in a safe secure secluded private and confidential environment preserving your true identity
You can spy on others and others cannot spy on you
Access at your convenience and privacy 24/7 and more
I decide to start a test-run club by using the Dronesville’s senior residents who happen to be my ex-teachers, many of whom are high net-worth individuals with their own inherited wealth. One of them is my grand-aunt and she is like the gang leader of the lot. So I shall not fall flat even if I do slip.
As my cronies and fans would have found out in my previous blogs that all the adventures I encountered with the Dronesville’s gang are really way-out and fantastic. And all ended well. I can feel it in my bones or skin(?) that this is going to be even better. Why? Because nothing beats a captured audience. And I have them in my virtual stadium already.
p/s: I received Words of inspiration from a supportive crony (quoting Churchill) in our private chat board:
“Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.” (Followed by claps and lots of LOLs from all geek-nerd cronies)
*May/June 1940. Four hundred thousand British and French soldiers are hole up in the French port town of Dunkirk. The only way out is via sea, and the Germans have air superiority, bombing the British soldiers and ships without much opposition. The situation looks dire and, in desperation, Britain sends civilian boats in addition to its hard-pressed Navy to try to evacuate the beleaguered forces. This is that story, seen through the eyes of a soldier amongst those trapped forces, two Royal Air Force fighter pilots, and a group of civilians on their boat, part of the evacuation fleet. (This is worth seeing. It says, never give up, no matter the odds, to defend your life and the lives of others.)
Kai, Saturday June 27, 2020 (to be continued)