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<li class="done1"> Part II - Progression<ul>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/sys/Ioan/003.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Ioan(s) and May start to parcel out work, but get off topic onto feelings. - 2644</li>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="secession/phys/Yared/003.html">Secession: phys-side: Yared</a> - first change from Yosef, talking with True Name and Jonas - 0</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="secession/phys/Yared/003.html">Secession: phys-side: Yared</a> - first change from Yosef, talking with True Name and Jonas - 2791</li>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="secession/sys/True-Name/001.html">Secession: sys-side: True Name</a> - brings news of the bill to Council of Eight, talks with Debarre about names - 0</li>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-blue/001.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Blue</a> - Codrin#Blue interviews Dear about why it actually uploaded.</li>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-green/002.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Green</a> - Codrin#Green writes eir thoughts on why Dear may have uploaded (showing divergences).</li>
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<li class="done0"> Part III - Arrival (all stories reach present, all discuss irreversibility)<ul>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="..html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Ioan and May get together.</li>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="..html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Ioan and May get together, discuss irreversibility of that act, since Ioan didn’t fork like Codrin.</li>
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<li class="done0"> Epilogue<ul>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="..html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#green</a> - Green launch’s Dreamer Module picks up a signal from another similar ship (actually impersonal POV, though Codrin breaks in occasionally), Dreamer Module turns out to also contain detailed instructions on how to grow a human.</li>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="..html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#green</a> - Green launch’s Dreamer Module picks up a signal from another similar ship (actually impersonal POV, though Codrin breaks in occasionally), Dreamer Module turns out to also contain detailed instructions on how to grow a human. Last bit of irreversibility: can’t un-meet a new species</li>
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<p>All of this — the chatter from the System, the continuity of lives from here to there, the vibrancy of the place — points to a collection of real, actual people. They may not have the bodies, but they are no less real, living, feeling, laughing, crying, joyful beings, and they deserve the recognition of their reality, their individuality.</p>
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<p>I hear many arguments against their individual rights:</p>
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<p>“Because we cannot interbreed with them, they are a different species, and thus are not guaranteed the same rights.”</p>
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<li>“Because we cannot interbreed with them, they are a different species, and thus are not guaranteed the same rights.”</li>
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<p>This is a crass and patently ridiculous idea. Of <em>course</em> we cannot interbreed, The chances of us interbreeding with a moth are more likely, as at least a moth has a body! However, if we see that their lives in the System are continuous progressions from the lives they lived here and they had inalienable rights here, then there must also be continuity of rights. Whether or not we can interbreed is nothing but a distraction.
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* “They should need to pay for the power requirements for running their system.”</p>
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<p>This argument carries weight when it is viewed from a logical point of view. Running the System <em>does</em> cost money, and even if they have little need for money in there as they go about their day-to-day lives, perhaps they ought to find a way to help subsidize that ability. I can think of a dozen ways off the top of my head even while writing this.</p>
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* “If they are essentially expert systems running on a computer, they should be treated as such and used to run expert systems out here.”</p>
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<p>This is it, here. This is the crux of almost all of the myriad arguments that I’ve heard. This is the ultimate pillar of cynicism that everyone’s inner sociopath leans against. This is the bit that says: if I cannot see it, it isn’t worth the scantest thought. This is the bit that says: every individual must serve a tangible use in the world in order to exist. This is the bit that says: I deserve this because I am also a cog in this horrendous machine.</p>
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<p>Humanity is, as ever, a race of cynics-at-heart. Yet this approaches such a low as to turn the stomach. You would afford dogs and cats greater rights than those who we know for a fact can think and talk and feel and know. We know this because they <em>are</em> us.</p>
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<p>I have been talking with two representatives of the Council of Eight, the leadership within the System, and on this we agree. They are alive, and because they are alive, they deserve the rights guaranteed those who are alive. They are individual, and so those rights must be individual. They can feel happiness, they know what it means to be free, and they are completely dependent on this one necessity, and so those rights afforded us must be granted them.</p>
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<p>One of these representatives with whom I have been speaking is Michelle Hadje. I know that the collective conscious moves quickly, and to ask it to keep in mind a single name from something that happened nigh on twelve years ago, but she is important. She was among the lost, those unlucky few trapped within their own minds and exocortices by the whims of tyranny, and when she was returned to our shared existence from her solipsistic one, she was among the loudest of voices campaigning for change from the systems who failed her and many others. As one of the lost, she was integral to the creation of the System, and has been a part of it from the inside for more than eight years now.</p>
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<p>Her memories are real</p>
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<p>Her life is real.</p>
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<p>Vote for the granting of rights. Vote yes on <em>referendum 10b30188</em>.</p>
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<p>Yared Zerezghi (NWAC)</p>
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<p>Yared Zerezghi (NEAC)</p>
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<p>Yared posted the letter to the DDR forums and swiped his way out of the whole damn trash fire, feeling for that cool air on the back of his neck, backing out of his system fast enough that he teetered on his chair.</p>
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<p>Yared submitted the post to the DDR forums and swiped his way out of the whole damn trash fire, feeling for that cool air on the back of his neck, backing out of his system fast enough that he teetered on his chair.</p>
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<p>Every time he had to write something about this, every time he had to force himself to reiterate the arguments of others, it made him angry. Irrationally so.</p>
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<p>He slung his bag over his shoulder, donned his cap, and stomped out of the ‘net cafe. He needed away from computers after something like that.</p>
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<p>Sunlight assailed him on the street. The view was as bright as ever, the weather as oppressively hot as it always was. He swayed for a moment as he struggled to acclimate, and once he was able, continued to stomp his way down the street to the coffee shop on the corner.</p>
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<p>Yared blinked, frowned, and took the few seconds offered by a sip of his coffee to work up the courage to ask, “Autonomy?”</p>
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<p>“We are like you, Yared. We desire that the uploaded individuals maintain individual rights. Our dreams are perhaps a little bigger, though. You fight for their rights, but we fight for their independence.”</p>
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<p>“How can they be independent. Aren’t they a part of the S-R Bloc? Those who upload have to gain residency, even if only for a few hours, before they join the System.”</p>
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<p>“Yes, but it is dual citizenship!” the councilor said, stabbing his finger toward Yared. “They remain citizens of the Western Fed or of the Northwest African Coalition or wherever they are from. They essentially only have a visa for the S-R Bloc. If they are our citizens, they must still have the rights we grant them. That is your argument, yes?”</p>
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<p>“Yes, but it is dual citizenship!” the councilor said, stabbing his finger toward Yared. “They remain citizens of the Western Fed or of the Northeest African Coalition or wherever they are from. They essentially only have a visa for the S-R Bloc. If they are our citizens, they must still have the rights we grant them. That is your argument, yes?”</p>
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<p>Yared nodded numbly.</p>
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<p>“We, like you, wish to protect those rights, but we want to grant them even more. We want to grant them their independence.”</p>
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<p>The import of Councilor Demma’s request struck Yared like a blow to the stomach. “You…you want to help them secede?”</p>
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<p>At some unseen signal, the car door was opened from the outside. The meeting, it seemed, was at an end, and Yared was back on the street, back in the brightness and heat, watching the car disappear around a corner.</p>
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