A Vision of
the Five Bikers
I dreamed that I saw a land secretly besieged.
It did not know that it was under attack.
Five berserk raiders came, mounted on motorcycles. These
five bikers were spirit warriors; they left no physical trace of their deeds.
They rampaged and destroyed, but nobody knew. Millions vanished, but nobody
ever noticed.
These metaphysical marauders did not kill; they cancelled
out. They erased. Their victims did
not die because they were never even born. A Biker’s prey ceased ever to have
been. It was an eerie struggle, a ghostly battle with the unborn. The Five
Bikers did not kill; they annihilated.
Thus the population stayed constant. The Bikers ensured
this; that was their function.
The Five Bikers, like the Four Horsemen, were there to keep
the human population in check. Thanks to them, our numbers stayed limited, and
the cosmos was spared an infestation of humanity.
Times had changed; Horseman tactics were obsolete on a
technological civilization; so the Bikers used subtler means. The Four Horsemen
fought by causing death; but these Five Bikers fought by preventing birth.
They rode under a banner bearing this proud motto:
AN OUNCE OF PREVENTION IS WORTH A POUND OF CURE.
They were the Five Bikers of the Ecology, and they
annihilated the unborn without mercy.
I saw Contraception dispense pills, creams, latex devices,
and operations.
I saw Masturbation sell text, picture and video to the
lonely.
I saw Feminism bestow career advice.
Most destructive of all was the fifth biker, a hideous
giant who swallowed lives whole. Few indeed escaped the depredations of
Expense.
Dismayed at such destruction, I willed myself out of the
dream, away, away, awake! But as I rose towards waking, I looked down and saw
that the Five Bikers of the Ecology fought alone.
Only the unborn fell.
The living were unharmed.
There was not slaughter.
No famine.
No plague.
No war.
The Four Horsemen were silent.
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