The Enlightenment of Scrapple
Incest/Mind Control/Science Fiction
I was going to wait until I had a few more chapters. But then I thought that if I get a few good reviews perhaps that will give me the motivation that I need to continue to the story.
This is an erotic fantasy fiction story. And in no way are any characters meant to portray any person whether living or dead. All characters in the story are of the age of consent. You must agree to discontinue reading if any of this offends you, or if you find yourself imagining doing anything that is inappropriate, illegal, or addictive.
I apologize in advance for the long introduction. If you want to skip ahead to the good parts, I'll certainly understand!
Now the story begins with a spoiler. I feel that if I guide the reader to uncover the truth about how the plot evolves in the Town of Scrapple, that (he or she) will become confused and lose interest in the story.
Summary
[Spoiler Alert!!!!] After their town is equipped with Advanced Learning Artificial Intelligence Technology ALAIT commonly pronounced (alite) the townspeople of Scrapple are finding life a whole lot better!!!
Introduction
In my opinion, Scrapple was an atypical midwestern town in the United States. But I'll let the reader form their own opinion as to the character of the town.
The area indicated on the earliest maps known as Scrapple was originally settled by European Immigrants shortly after the Louisiana Purchase.
Unlike the grassy planes of the Midwest, the land around Scrapple was a tapestry of low farmland that transitioned to pastureland suitable for grazing. Above those pastures were low woodlands that eventually would transition to high planes before reaching the Rocky Mountains.
Prior to settlement by "White Europeans" the indigenous native Americans continued their nomadic culture by following vast herds of buffalo.
But by the 1820's, not just a few, but many Native Americans of various Indian Tribes, saw the benefits of settling down and blending in with the European Settlers. In doing so, the place (soon to be known as the Township of Scrapple) became a multi-cultural blend of European and Native American traditions. Most notably expressed by the variety of pottery and artwork displayed throughout town. Scrapple was also known for its skilled Indian population, mostly due to stories told in the many daily newspapers and serial journalism that was mostly fiction because most of the journalists had never been east of Philadelphia. But those stories weren't meant to be factual, but to seduce Easterners to move west.
In the 1820's it was still unlikely for a Native American man to be married to a "White European Woman". But by the 20th Century it wasn't at all uncommon.
In the 1800's the situation for the Native American women was a stark contrast. It wasn't unusual for a single white man to drift into town and eventually have a Native American woman living with him. This situation was optimistically at best a fusion of culture and could be a benefit. But most of the time it just led to heart ache when the man for a variety of reasons, would lose interest and the family unit would break down. The fallout from these arrangements was boys that had no male role model, or at least a strict parental figure to ensure that they'd settle down in whatever culture that they felt they belonged. Hence, they didn't have social skills or a strong sense of right or wrong. The boys were stereotyped as "half breed", and they would eventually form their own gangs with other "half breeds".
But even as early as 1819, a kind of public education was available. And some of the Native Americans put their children into the "white man schools". They placed their most motivated children in school and kept the others at home to tend to a variety of farming and Artisan activities. Their intention was to have some of the tribal members learn the ways of the whites, especially the legal systems for acquiring and managing property. And, as a benefit over time, there would be a blending of the races.
Overall, fortune seemed to smile on Scrapple. The territory where Scrapple was located was far west of the conflict that played out back east. Including the institutionalization of chattel slavery, and the subsequent civil war. And then the reconstruction years that tragically ended with the institutionalization of racism and the era of Jim Crow.
In 1867, shortly after the war, the territory which Scrapple was a part of, was granted statehood, and Scrapple became a part of the United States of America!
Soon many of the more enlightened easterners (now calling themselves Americans) concluded that Scrapple was a place where they could, with hard work and by the Grace of God, prosper and raise a family. Soon there was a steady influx of people from different cultures. And many Negros, nearly all were former slaves. In the period of the story, it is respectful to refer to black people as Negros. Most of the children of the Negros didn't have memory of slavery, but because they were the offspring of slaves, they were considered chattel property and therefore, they too, were former slaves.
The immigration of easterners, mostly Negros from the South escaping the brutal realities of the post war years had a net positive effect on the culture of Scrapple. Especially the sweet sounds of hymns that sang out from the Negro Churches every Sunday morning. Those spiritual hymns were mostly hymns of thanks and gratitude for being led to a promise land, or some kind of salvation from sin.
It wasn't uncommon to hear those same hymns being sung by the mostly Negro men that formed work crews that did a lot of the heavy lifting that was part of daily life in Scrapple. Eventually those men and their sons took on work that wasn't nearly as physically demanding. It wasn't unusual to find any of the five hotels in Scrapple to be staffed by well dressed, and courteous black men, and they would sometimes entertain the white patrons with some humor as they lampooned themselves for laughs, and to be honest, quite a larger tip than they would receive just playing it straight.
