Anagram Character: Tobalen Ylanathajo

Prompt: Rearrange the letters of your first and last name into a new name and describe this character. 

Tobalen was conceived on Earth in 2037 and born on Trappist 1D four thousand years later from a robotic womb. He was one of the first wave of children that Mother delivered that year, though he would grow up with tens of thousands of brothers and sisters. Selected for their intelligence, health, and generally clean genome, his gene donors were a Senegalese obstetrician and a Danish triathlete and nutritionist. He was a beautiful child with light cocoa skin, inky black hair, emerald green eyes, and long slender fingers that made him a natural pianist from a very early age. Mother was still building Home City when he was young, so he spent many days learning about human history and the Universe inside a virtual classroom or playing Beethoven inside The Nursery. He spent a lot of time apart from the other children reading or wandering through the massive greenhouses with his puppy watching the many species of birds, lizards, and other creatures whose genome had come from so far away inside a tiny probe. Tobalen was particularly talented with languages so he often sat near the ponds in the greenhouse speaking to the frogs in Danish or calling to the birds in French, the language his gene donors might have spoken. Officially, Mother insists all her children learn to speak English, Spanish, and Mandarin Chinese, but Tobalen had a thirst to learn more. His interests were diverse and his academic talents impressive, though he was a very clumsy child which explains why he would spend far more time reading under his favorite maple tree in the temperate forest dome than playing soccer with other children.

Dumping Facebook

I’ve been leaning towards disconnecting from social media for awhile, especially after the Trump campaign. It seems that it has been transformed from the once novel and exciting platform it was in college to use to connect with friends and share experiences to a place full of divisive rhetoric, vitriol, ubiquitous advertising, and manicured information streams designed to make you purchase something or have strong emotional reactions. While there are still a lot of amazing features on the Facebook platform, the latest scandal with Cambridge Analytica where the data of billions of users was shared without their consent in ways that may have helped tilt the scales in the most recent presidential election allowing for the possibly least temperamentally suited man conceivable to take the country’s highest office is the final straw for me. I can’t knowingly be part of something that is having such a deleterious effect on the fabric of our society in the name of enriching its shareholders.

I know this won’t solve the problems of corporate greed, the growing income inequality, or any of the other woes that plague modern American and world society, but it is a step I can take in the right direction. It’s the little things, at the end of the day, that eventually lead to real change.

Life is but a Game

In the interest of corralling myself into meeting some life goals, I’ve started using Habitica, an Android app that turns building good habits and accomplishing to do items into a roleplaying game. I’m hoping it works as well as the research would suggest. I guess if you see more posts from me here, you’ll know it does. Here’s hoping!