Lets Look At the Alternate History of Homefront: The Revolution

A couple days ago, Deep Silver and Dambuster Studios released the official trailer for Homefront: The Revolution. For those who don't know, the series began with the first-person shooter Homefront, which featured a near future dystopia where North Korea occupied most of the United States. The new game, however, is taking the story in an entirely new direction and has created an alternate history. According to the press release:

"The core premise of Homefront - an occupation on American soil - remains unchanged," said Hasit Zala, Game Director at Dambuster Studios. "But we have created a brand new fiction that offers a very different interpretation of how we got there."

We learn about this new fiction from this mockumentary and this timeline where you need to enter your age to get in. The point of divergence seems to be that North Korea is decisively defeated in the Korean War, which removes the communists and installs a democratic capitalist government. Why this doesn't end with North Korea being reunited with South Korea is anyone's guess. There are other changes as well, for example, the Soviets landing men on the Moon first (and surviving into the 21st century) and John McCain being elected president in 2008.

The true alternate history, however, is that "Steve Jobs" was born in North Korea. He ended up creating revolutionary technology, formed the powerful APEX Corporation and devised a theory about using technology to bring about peace, stability and all that jazz. After he died, his son takes over the company, gets elected Premier of North Korea and essentially merges the state and corporation into one entity. Desptie its size, North Korea is pretty much a global superpower at this point.

Meanwhile the United States becomes increasingly dependent on technology and financial assistance from North Korea, especially with its seemingly endless war in the Middle East (which includes a nuclear attack on Riyadh in 2016). Sadly the United States economy tanks and it is unable to pay its debt to the North Koreans. The Premier acts and shuts down all the technology the United States bought from Apex. The first troops to arrive come with humanitarian aide, but then the real occupation begins.

And if you look at the above picture, you can see an airship, because how else will people tell this is an alternate history without an airship?

So yeah this still is a North Korea wankfest like the first Homefront game, just without the communism. In fact, don't you guys get the feeling that the North Korea in this timeline is just an evil South Korea? South Korea in our timeline is already a major technology hub and dominated by massive conglomerates that influence the government. Isn't that what APEX is? Was the bad guy always supposed to be South Korea or a United Korea, but they changed it at the last minute so as to not to upset a potential market, like they did in the remake to Red Dawn? Or did they just really want North Korea to be the bad guys, regardless of how little sense that made? I'm going with the latter actually.

While I obviously haven't played the game (and probably never will) I will say that I am not impressed at all by the alternate history. It turns North Korea into an evil South Korea and still stacks the deck in their favor to allow them to invade and occupy a nation over 80 times its size  (I checked). Maybe the gameplay will make Homefront: The Revolution worth it, but the world-building is just awful.

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Matt Mitrovich is the founder and editor of Alternate History Weekly Update, a blogger for Amazing Stories, a volunteer interviewer for SFFWorld and a Sidewise Awards for Alternate History judge. When not exploring alternate timelines he enjoys life with his beautiful wife Alana and prepares for the day when travel between parallel universes becomes a reality. You can follow him on Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr and YouTube. Learn how you can support his alternate history projects on Patreon.

Flag Friday: 2016 Turtledove Award Nominees

I am doing something a little different this Flag Friday. I am going to briefly discuss the flags currently up for the 2016 Turtledove Award for best alternate history flag on AlternateHistory.com. I'll be brief since there is more than one to go through and then you can go vote on the one you think is the best.

"City of Miracles" by Rarayn

This flag, and the story that goes with it, is more Lovecraftian then alternate history, but I guess even cultists of the Great Old Ones need patriotic symbols. If you ever wanted your nation's banner to stare back at you for forever, the Flag of an underwater Mediterranean city is certainly for you.

"Mugunghwa Flag of an Alternate Korea" by Occam

I like seemingly simple looking flags that nevertheless have deep alternate histories. This one is for a Korea where the Yi Dynasty is restored to the throne of Korea. Perhaps if Syngman Rhee had not come to power the House of Yi may have had a shot, but alas, that is for someone with more knowledge of Korean history to determine.

Also the background for this flag is white and it kind of blends into the post background. I recommend clicking on the image to get the full effect.

"Cosmic Hetmanate of the Martian Host" by Krall

Although set in the future, since this flag was chosen by a former Soviet Martian colony, I have to expect some kind of alternate history at work here. I especially like the soldier in power armor, which reminds me of certain countries that work in swords and guns into their flags.

Which one do you think should win? Let us know in the comments and don't forget: polls close on March 2nd.

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Matt Mitrovich is the founder and editor of Alternate History Weekly Update, a blogger on Amazing Stories and a Sidewise Awards for Alternate History judge. When not writing he works as an attorney, enjoys life with his beautiful wife Alana and prepares for the day when travel between parallel universes becomes a reality. You can follow him on Facebook, Twitter and YouTube. Learn how you can support his alternate history projects on Patreon.

Flag Friday: British Korea

Guest post by Sam McDonald, with help from Laqueesha.

This is the flag of British Korea. It's from a world where it was Britain, rather than America, which convinced Japan to come out of isolation. The British had intended to add Japan to their empire, but it soon became clear this wouldn't be feasible. The British, however, had been poking around Korea, which presented a much easier target, and thus British Korea was born. Side effects of this included a Spanish-Japanese war in which Japan took the Philippines, Guam and the Marianas Islands; as well as Japanese participation in the Scramble for Africa.

British Korea was occupied by the Japanese during World War II, but the British regained it after the war. The Soviets demanded control of Northern Korea, but the British wished it to stay unified. As a compromise, British Korea remained unified while Japan was split into a Communist North and a Democratic South. Korea officially gained independence from the British in the 1970s.

Also, since I know someone will say it, British Korea is Best Korea.

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Sam McDonald is a college student from Shreveport, LA.  When not involved with his studies he can be found making and posting maps across the web and working on short stories that he hopes to have published in magazines such as Lightspeed, Strange Horizons, and the Escape Artists Podcasts. 

Map Monday: Most Glorious Union of the Korean Peoples by Bruce Munro

This Map Monday was difficult, not because of a lack of good maps, but because of an over abundance of them. I really found it difficult to parse it down to just one featured map and then a few honorable mentions. Still after a lot of fretting I finally decided on "Most Glorious of the Korean Peoples" by Bruce Munro:

Also known as "Better Korea" I think I ended up picking this map because of the news of the Homefront sequel and someone reminding me of the Red Dawn remake recently. In both universes, North Korea manages to invade the United States and hilarity ensues. The premise is that a country that can barely manage to feed its population enough prevent them from resorting to cannibalism is somehow able to transport and supply enough of its military across the largest ocean on Earth to take on the world's sole superpower with its modern, battle-hardened military, nuclear stockpile and a heavily armed civilian population. Such an idea can only be politely be described as idiotic.

Yes I know Homefront is set in a dystopic future and in the original draft of Red Dawn the North Koreans were meant to be Chinese, but that doesn't make it less implausible. The map above, however, is just a tad more plausible. Yes it is a wank, but its a more believable wank then the franchises mentioned above even if it does require a nuclear war to get North Korea some more territory. The point of divergence is set in a world where South Korea started the Korean War and the US failed to get them international support when things turned south (hehe). Having not read many Korean War alternate histories, its nice to get a fresh point of divergence, even if the broader outcome remains unlikely.

So there you go, because some people couldn't stop talking about Best Korea, this is the map I chose. Honorable mentions this week go to Provincias Unidas del Rio de la Plata by Nanwe, The Imperial Commonwealth by False Dmitri and a map of a victorious Islamic State in Iraq and Syria by ColeMercury. If you want to submit a map for consideration for the next Map Monday, email me at ahwupdate at gmail dot com with your map attached and a brief description in the body of the email.

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Matt Mitrovich is the founder and editor of Alternate History Weekly Update and a blogger on Amazing Stories. Check out his short fiction. When not writing he works as an attorney, enjoys life with his beautiful wife Alana and prepares for the inevitable zombie apocalypse. You can follow him on Facebook or Twitter.

Chronicles of the Socialist Republic by Dimas Aditya Hanandito

Entry for the DBWI Writing Contest.

#1

EXT. A COASTAL TOWN – DAY

*Traditional Asian flute playing on the background.

FADE IN.

A middle-aged MAN in civilian clothing is standing on the edge of a coast; his eyes focused on the empty, blue ocean. The sun is shining brightly, as if it would never set. Coastal wind blows his headband aslant. One can hear the sound of waves splashing into rocks and the lively squawks of seagulls. THE CAMERA ZOOMS IN to his weary but resolute face, seemingly making him older than his actual age.

MAN

[VOICEOVER] August, 1945. It is the fourth year of the Pacific War. The Committee has declared independence shortly following the fall of Hawaii. The American counterattack was swift and effective in retaking their most important Pacific base after letting the Japanese occupy it for three and a half years; yet, I am worried that we might have underestimated the Japanese capability to reaffirm their stand in the Pacific. With the Americans closing in to Okinawa, the Committee is very confident with the success of the movement. But they seem to deliberately neglect the fact that the Japanese are approaching the outskirts of Chongqing, which means they will be able to divert some of their forces to fight us before delivering another strike to the Americans. I warned the Committee that this revolution… Their revolution was one that is unprepared and unripe.

He reaches his breast pocket, taking out a folded letter. THE CAMERA ZOOMS IN to view the black ink handwriting as he unfolds it, stares it with looks of rue, and begins to read.

MAN’S BROTHER

[VOICEOVER] Dear brother, how are you? How are the people in the south? I hope everybody is fine. Our initial attacks were largely successful and the Northern Revolutionary Corps had managed to push the remnants of the Imperial Army to as far as Hyesan. I got sixteen on target last week, all heads; how about that? Now we are fortifying along the river, where we will face the Kwantung Army once and for all. After all of this ends, we will become fully independent again. Tae-chol will be coming to your place in a few days. Please take care of him while I am away. He is a diligent boy, he would be more than glad to help you with your business. Yours, Jae.

The man folds the letter, returns it to his pocket, and begins to shudder. His face, previously jaded but determined, gradually turns into an expression of rue and sorrow. THE CAMERA SHOOTS STEADILY to highlight the man’s anguishing visage.

MAN

[VOICEOVER] These people haven’t the slightest idea.

CUT TO BLACK.

No. Think again. He is right.

Who believed we were going to win that quickly anyway? If the Empire still exists, untouched, unblemished by any foreign power… Then our existence itself is in danger. There is no telling what they will do in the next two or three years. We would have no allies at that time. Something… 

Something profound has to happen if our survival is to be guaranteed.

The Americans. They must achieve greater victory. And the Chinese. They must resist longer.

(The sound of crumpling paper and scribbling)

#1B

INT. A BAR IN DOWNTOWN HEIJO – EVENING

*Sound of a band playing joyful folk music.

CUT IN.

THE CAMERA SHOOTS OVERHEAD on a bar. It is filled with cheering crowds; many in groups, some with their couples. Most of the men are dressed in standard-issue civilian uniform, while the women wear traditional or working uniform dresses. They dance, drink, laugh, and embrace each other in joy. One can see they keep the bartender busy behind his counter, taking out more and more bottles. Among the crowd, TAE-CHOL, a young man in his early twenties, raises his glass of soju and swallows it in one gulp. He is about 5’5” tall, wearing olive shirt and pants. His girlfriend, a pretty commoner of his age HYEON-AE, embraces him from behind. She sports a 5’2” height and wears a dark green civilian dress.

HYEON-AE

(cheerfully) Tae-chol! So what are we going to do after this?

TAE-CHOL

(smiling) We go south. My uncle lives in Keijo; he allows me to work at his factory, where he produces cement. There’s got to be good demand for it after the war. (pauses) I’m sure the Americans would be heading here as soon as they make the Empire surrender, which means we’ll have the opportunity to rebuild this nation with their help.

HYEON-AE

(happy tears) I’m glad it’s finally over. Nobody is waiting for me at home. I will go wherever you will.

TAE-CHOL

Don’t worry my love; we’ve been through the hardest moment together, we’ll make this to the end together.

THE CAMERA ZOOMS OUT from the couple as their faces get close to kiss, REVOLVES around the bar, and ZOOMS IN to a Revolutionary Force pamphlet lying beside bottles and cups on the table. The date is August 4, 1945. It reads:

KYUSHU FELL! IMPERIAL NAVY SUFFERS SETBACKS IN VARIOUS FRONTS! AMERICANS HEAD STRAIGHT TO THE HOME ISLANDS!

Suddenly, the bar door is knocked open. A YOUNG MAN in traditional outfit, his hands holding his Arisaka rifle, enters hastily and shouts.

YOUNG MAN

(gasping) They are here!

*The band stops playing music. Silence.

Rifle shots suddenly pierce the wooden walls of the bar. Several people are hit, including the Young Man. Tae-chol grabs Hyeon-ae’s arm and flings her behind the bar. He then takes cover behind a table. He brandishes his stolen Nambu pistol, cocks the firearm, and begins firing back. Several men are also taking out their sidearms while the women evacuate. The bartender draws his shotgun from the counter, successfully fires it on a charging Imperial soldier.

The gunfight continues wildly. Bullets pass through soju bottles and cups, leaving cheap broken ceramics and glasses all over the place. Some of the attackers begin using submachine guns, tearing the wooden entrance apart. More men inside the bar are shot. Tae-chol maneuvers behind fallen tables, and shoots a submachine gunner through the window. A rifle bullet then grazes his left shoulder. Hyeon-ae, witnessing the entire event from behind the counter, shouts to his lover.

HYEON-AE

Tae-chol!

A grenade is then thrown inside the bar. It explodes with loud bang.

CUT TO BLACK.

FADE IN.

A wounded Tae-chol awakes in midst of a rubble which is previously a bar counter. There is blood all over his face and hands. Bodies of revolutionaries and Imperial soldiers are all over the place. He observe many familiar faces, eyes wide open. But he just starts to tremble as he find out that beside him lays the soulless body of Hyeon-ae, cold and unmoving. Tae-chol shatters.

CUT TO BLACK.

I can’t believe it. This doesn’t sound right.

I have seen this divergence someplace! It was Shimamura... Or Okabayashi. The Empire surrenders and then our independence. A challenging premise: most of them had the divergence centered on Hawaii. If the Americans could go beyond Eastern Pacific, they might as well go as far as making the home islands within reach of their bombers. But hell, they couldn't even retake Hawaii back then. Weaklings. I thought the Americans outsized our industrial might ten to one. Perhaps the occupation of Pearl Harbor was indeed the major turning point.

And what about that fantasy-bomb they thought won the war? Although I have to say Okabayashi’s premise is interesting; with Einstein surviving his assassination attempt in Antwerp, he could renounce his citizenship and return to America anytime he wanted. Still, I doubt he could be of any help to the Americans more than Heisenberg was to the Germans.

Or better yet, more than Nishina was to the Empire.

Well, maybe I’m apathetic, but I’m a realist nevertheless. I can’t go on with this. Here’s my point: suppose the Americans managed to fantasy-bomb the home islands, the Kwantung Army would still be intact. Given the battle-hardened fervor of the armed forces, there is no way they are going to surrender that instant. The peninsula in particular would still be in their possession. Most importantly, any of our revolutionary efforts would be met with force. Heck, those revolutionaries might get slaughtered before the Americans are even finished with the bulk of the Imperial Army and get to the peninsula. Honekawa-san wants me to make something original, something appalling, something stronger and more convincing.

So, what’s worse than fighting a great power? Fighting two great powers at once, of course. From two different directions.

Alright. Let’s pull the divergence far, far beyond, beyond any of them has ever thought before. I’m going to take this to Europe.

(Another sound of paper crumpling and scribbling, this time steadier)

#1C

INT. COUNTRY HOUSE – EVENING

*Silence.

FADE IN.

One can see a calendar hanging aside an old family photo. Every date on the calendar has red circles, ending on August 31, 1945. Suddenly a ceramic teapot is thrown to the wall. It breaks IN SLOW MOTION with a loud crash, splattering the tea within it all over the wall and the surrounding floor. THE CAMERA PANS to shoot TEENAGER, who is about to exit the house, stops at the moment the teapot hits the wall. He turns to face his FATHER, a middle-aged man, who stands in anger. One can see the MOTHER and the YOUNGER BROTHER on the corner of the room, looking frightened.

FATHER

(furiously) No! I’m saying you won’t go! You stay and we wait for the Americans!

TEENAGER

What else, father? Are you going to wait for them to come and have all of us rounded as slaves? I am a proud soldier of the Empire, father. My loyalty lies with the Emperor. To the north I shall go, to fight with my brethren and halt the Soviet onslaught from defiling our lands. To die for the Emperor is the greatest honor for an imperial subject!

FATHER

You are not even born in their lands! How could you call yourself a subject of that goddamned Emperor? Didn't you remember how they slaughtered your cousin in Heijo? They murdered him in cold blood!

The Mother begins to sob in the corner. The Younger Brother, looking confused, hugs his mom in consolation.

TEENAGER

That treacherous fellow resisted! I knew he had ties with the Revolutionary Committee. He has been operating with the Heijo Underground all these months, communicating in secret with the Americans and the Soviets. He deserved to get what he got along with that disloyal woman of his!

The Father can no longer withstand the insolence. He steps forward and hits the Teenager on the face. The Teenager stumbles.

FATHER

You step outside this house (pauses, hesitates), you are no longer a member of this family.

The Teenager quickly returns on his feet, stares his father on the eye for a second, and then exits the house with a loud slamming on the door.

CUT TO BLACK.

Wait. If the Soviets made it through Moscow and had the Germans pummeled all the way to Berlin, it should be inevitable that they shifted their attention to the East. Given the situation in Europe, Moscow should have been the most decisive campaign of all. The Germans were bullseye when von Bock went all the way to Moscow. There should be something... (Sound of books being rummaged, pages being whirled) A-ha!

The Germans must be delayed from reaching Moscow. There is a good possibility that they went for Ukraine at that time, and I’m going to make exactly that... Perfect. Now if the Red Army managed to withhold and subsequently crush the Wehrmacht with sufficient defense in Moscow, they would be able to drive the Germans completely away from Russian land by, say, autumn of 1944.

Then they will turn east.

(Sudden realization)

What was I thinking? Why stop at helping the North create their own government or establishing a client state? If the Americans cannot even pass through Hawaii by 1945, the Soviets would find it a walk in the park to sweep the entire peninsula at one stroke. I think they could even reach the southern tip by September, no, August 1945.

I think I might be close to a possibility none of them ever been before.

(Sound of papers being crumpled and thrown away)

#1D

INT. PYONGYANG METRO SAMHUNG STATION – MORNING

*Sound of underground train passing. Railroad creaks.

CUT IN.

THE CAMERA SHOOTS on an arriving train. Hundreds of people, men and women and children, exit the carriage as its doors open. Among the commuters is NAM-SE, a 19-year old student of Korean State University. He has a clean, round face covered with curly black hair. Unlike most of his people, his eyes are moderately slanted and his nose firm. The 5’9” figure walks briskly towards the exit, wearing a brown coat over his checkered white shirt and black pants, his left hand carrying a leather bag.

EXT. STREETS IN FRONT OF SAMHUNG STATION – MORNING

*Sound of morning traffic and pedestrian busyness.

One can hear the approaching winter through the autumn winds as Nam-se takes the staircase to the surface. Falling leaves are being blown away. He goes across the road in front of the metro station and turns left, walking along the sidewalks. As he walks, THE CAMERA HIGHLIGHTS the skyline of the city.

NAM-SE

[VOICEOVER] Pyongyang. Sometimes I still can’t believe I made it here.

Nam-se passes a park with statues as he heads to a student apartment complex, where he enters one of the brown, brick edifices.

INT. GWANGGURYEO STUDENT APARTMENT – MORNING

Prior to boarding the stairs, Nam-se greets OLD MAN HO in the reception.

NAM-SE

Good morning Mr. Ho!

OLD MAN HO

Good morning! Nam-se, there were several boys looking for you just now. They left just a while ago and didn't leave any names. You made any appointment?

NAM-SE

Well, that’s strange. I don’t recall having any agenda with anybody today.

OLD MAN HO

(shrugs) Well, I hope there won’t be any problem then.

NAM-SE

No worries Mr. Ho. Thank you for keeping me informed.

He waves to Old Man Ho as he heads to his flat on the second floor. He lives in a 5-floor small student apartment with four flats each floor. He inserts the key to the third door from the stairs, which opens after two clicks.

INT. NAM-SE’S FLAT – MORNING

Nam-se puts his leather bag on a small table by the window, on which lays a photograph of his family; his father, mother, and older brother. THE CAMERA SHOOTS on the picture, taken fourteen years ago in front of his father’s cement factory. Suddenly HYO-RI, a shadowy figure, greets him from behind.

HYO-RI

You seem to have a nice, memorable childhood.

Nam-se turns his back on reflex to find a girl of his age standing in front of him. She wears dark green short-sleeved shirt on top of his blue skirt.

NAM-SE

(calmly) Memorable, yes; nice, not necessarily. Who are you? How did you get in?

HYO-RI

(giggles) You answered coolly. We always find some way. My name is Hyo-ri. I need you to listen to this important proposition I’m going to make.

NAM-SE

What is this all about?

HYO-RI

What are you?

NAM-SE

What kind of question is that? What do you suppose me to answer? A student?

HYO-RI

Well, so am I. Though I need a cooler answer than that (giggles). Let’s show each other our IDs.

NAM-SE

Why should I trust you?

HYO-RI

Oh come now, what’s so troubling about fellow students showing each other their IDs?

The two of them, both being students, flash their student IDs to each other. Nam-se’s ID reads:

KOREAN STATE UNIVERSITY

NAME                :  JI NAM-SE

ID NUMBER       :  119 21058 0024

NATIONALITY    :  SOVIET

DEPARTMENT   :  KIM SONG-JU SCHOOL OF POLITICAL SCIENCE

HYO-RI

(continues) Let me ask you one question. Are you really a Soviet?

NAM-SE

(puzzled hesitation) What do you expect? I was born in the Korean SSR.

HYO-RI

So was I again. Gosh, we had a lot in common. Do you have any relatives in Korea?

NAM-SE

If by Korea you meant the republic in the south, my brother went there during the war to help defend the peninsula against the Americans. He never came back and I never heard from him since. What does he have to do with this?

HYO-RI

I see. Well, that’s why I think you will be interested with our proposition. I’m talking about reuniting you and your brother. And many other families separated after the war. I’m talking about sec…

Before Hyo-ri can finish her sentence, there are sounds of hasty footsteps on the corridor outside. There seems to be several people heading to his flat. Hyo-ri, aware of the sounds, becomes alerted.

HYO-RI

Bad luck. They are coming this way. Come, you have to follow me!

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Crispy. This is fun! I can make this an espionage thriller. Young Nam-se wants his family to be one once again. Far within his heart he knows he is a Korean, not a Soviet! I think this is going to sell amidst the ongoing sentiment that we are Koreans, not Japanese!

“Oi Shuichi! Why are you talking to yourself?” a voice alerted the scriptwriter.

“Motaro! What the hell are you doing in my flat?”

“Calm down! I was here since afternoon, remember? Went out to buy some bento from nearby konbini. You told me you are going to write something big today. Figured out you might want to be undisturbed so I took home some food to eat. I hardly believe somebody like you can fill your stomach only by writing.”

“I can,” argued Shuichi. “Honekawa-san is going to pay big for this.”

Motaro rummaged through the scraps of paper Shuichi threw away, skimmed them one by one.

“What’s this? You scrapped all these altogether? Americans retake Hawaii, Korean independence; Americans strike to Kyushu, Korean independence; Soviets invade Manchuria, Korean independence; these are hell of a timeline. You’re politically Korean now? You going to make use of next week’s Co-prosperity Day demonstration to pitch your writing to Honekawa-san?”

“You know as well as I do I’m never really into politics. But I’m well into anything which can turn my writing into yen. You’re free to comment.”

“Speaking of which, you really think the Soviets can make it through Moscow? If I show this to Franz he’s going to laugh his ass off. You remember that Nazi drunkard? Wow! The Empire under attack from two directions? I can’t even imagine the Americans could retake Hawaii with the death of Nimitz. Hey, what about that one you’re currently writing?”

“Anything can happen, Motaro. In alternate worlds, even the unthinkable can happen.”

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Dimas Aditya Hanandito is s junior ucroniador from the Far East currently in his final years of college who sometimes delves into the alternate past out of boredom of the present reality.