Demerits of Your Birth |Year 2034: Fion|

My surgery had more repercussions than I expected, so I had to take off work. Where I suffered three tumultuous weeks of health in order to recover to only 80% of my prior 100% strength and wellbeing. No matter for all I decline, in this world victory doesn’t come to those who are chosen and it sure as hell doesn’t come to those who fake righteousness. Fate only smiles upon the few who hold the vision of the senseless madman. Those few who can see through the gaps of what others find blinding, along with the willingness to prove their vision in whatever form or destination it takes. I will have to learn how to thrive in this new normal. I will likely be even more strained as I test viruses using these organs.

What I need now is even more money or capital to create this lab that I will develop and keep in total secret. It is not going to be a small sum of money for the building, land, and equipment I need. Luckily, I can acquire the money, and best of all, I should be able to do it legally, although that means I have to deal with grueling taxes. I saved about $30,000 from working at my company, DCD Research, and I am going to transform it into a couple of million. Seems statistically impossible, but the stock market is not fair, and it operates by redistributing wealth from another person to ideally you. It is the greatest form of legal thievery. I used to feel greatly immoral taking part, because I will inevitably be taking from someone, but everyone involved with the stock market should also know the risks and at this point, I’ve accepted the irrationality of this world.

The stock market is not solved, there are too many factors to consider when making an investment and too many people making an investment, so many so that it is common for people who don’t understand the stock market to simply call it gambling. It is not; it is even worse than that. When trading stocks, it is easy to believe that there is around a 50/50 chance that you will lose or gain money with a trade because it is a binary choice. Unfortunately for a lonesome individual, you are up against large corporations or institutions that are structured with the sole purpose of making money from someone like you, so you are up against a wall that lowers your rate of success to be much lower.

Still, I’ll be using the quantitative route primarily to make this money. From the tens of books I’ve read on math, economics and using my intuition, I’ve created a few mathematical models to help me succeed in trading stocks. I’ve run these numerous models against each other and through trials upon trials that I’ve tuned for months, I’ve created a singular model or function that I’ll call the “65 model” which I’ve been using for a short period already to fund my current equipment.

My model is helpful enough to make 65% of my trades profitable. Mathematically and statistically, I should be able to beat inflation and reach my desired goals of 3 million, but it would take dreadfully long. In whatever way I run the numbers, even if I can take home a clean and monumental 20% return each year, it would still take a tremendous and dreadful 25 years or more to reach this three million dollar impossibility, assuming I only start with 30 thousand. I can’t wait this long, humans age and die and the machines in me will depreciate. I have to live with both of these ticking time bombs that will bring more annoyances. I’m tired of feeling the chains that wrap around my psyche pull and pull me apart.

I groan and I palm my face. I poured my strength straight and bluntly onto my table’s surface and trembling with my arms around my hair. I’ve spent valuable time making a model that is, in the end, rubbish. I forgot to consider the obvious: my circumstances and goals. Where do I go from here? This situation isn’t hopeless is it? Get another job to get more money? A higher paying job? I keep taking steps backward and all around in this spinning circle. Living a life that will give the future me a clear view back of disappointment and pity. To take another job is just another fake choice that is too passive for my dream. In every bypass, it is demanding or impossible to create something out of the nothing I was given.

Every path I take leads back to my uncontrolled and defining unlucky birth. From birth, what is the greatest sin given to everyone in this stupid, stupid world? Well, there are too many to think about, from the moment of life, there is inequality from status, race, gender, living situations, freedom, and money.

Why was I born worse off than everyone else? I think whatever answer I find on my own will not bring me peace. Will someone else then be able to give me an explanation for this endless mystery of injustice that I’ve been forced to solve and taste for my entire life? Perhaps all of this could not matter, but lately all I’ve seen is the existence of blood money. The soul draining leech of our world. It has almost taken my home and it cares not to fulfill my basic needs. I’ve watched my grandmother lose her life because we were not in possession of it. It drives charities to succumb to human greed and hide their ill business. And businesses to impersonate and put on the absurd face of charities.

Screw them, I’m tired of being bound to them and forced to play their game. They don’t deserve to exist and play with our psychology and life. I will make my money by bringing them down to my level. If I place all my chips in stock selections predicting their downfall and then I orchestrate it with my prototype virus, I will financially destroy them and force them to change their company to be better. Then I will be turning my risk into a trade with a 100% chance of profit to make this blood money that I desire.

Human rights violations, silencing whistleblowers, bribing the government, and faulty abuse of intellectual properties. The Beninsprout Corporation is the embodiment of exploitative and unfair actions. If I release a seemingly dangerous and viral virus in their products, I could destroy their reputation and cause their stock prices to plummet because of the masses of people continuing to sell their stock, creating a domino effect. However, I need to take great care to make sure this virus is ultimately controlled, safe, and untrackable back to me. It would be best to target their line of bottled water products because they are sent across the largest area. This water is their flagship product that I will turn into their plague. It will spread to every product and every wrong in this company.