I've got pirates!: A Letter

This is so much more interesting to read if you use a crappy pirate accent (just like I did when I taught English class this afternoon! Woohoo!)

A Letter to the Master
on behalf of the oppressed people of THOUGHT
within the land of THE MIND

I've got pirates!  Bloody pirates!  Pirates could happen to anyone...  They set sail in their tall ships with their white sails, and arsenal of friendly flags to catch any number of unsuspecting merchant vessels off guard, whence hoist their black flag, loot, pillage, burn and plunder, and act in a generally unsavory manner until nary a soul remains standing in opposition to their takeover.

Given enough time, and enough takeovers, the remaining few merchant ships quickly lose heart and turn tail when any other ship approaches.  The father country of the merchant ships loses heart just as quickly.  The economy suffers, due to lack of international trade, or even its own fishing ability.  Would-be merchants, students who study in university and whatnot, give up their high hopes to be traders and fall away from their studies into lives of gambling, drug addiction, prostitution, and many become pirates themselves.  Who can deny that piracy is a life of fortune?  

Praying on the weaker, smaller ships, bloodthirsty pirates seem to spring up from the depths of Davey Jone's Locker, and before anyone is quite aware of what is happening, a new government firmly establishes itself on the yet-existing old.  It is a government of fear, and it rules not so much by threatening the common existence of the general population, but simply by keeping them caged.  

The pirates no longer bother to conceal their black flags behind the flags of friendlies.  Friendlies have long since left these waters.  The Pirate Alliance has been formed, and the black ships surround every port city of the country, with Jolly Rogers waving triumphantly in the sky.  

We can't build a navy to attack the pirates.  They destroy any new ships we try to build, and have even gone so far as to poison the water and contaminate the foods down at the docks.  The citizens have begun to move farther inland and develop small pockets of resistance against the pirate scourge, but even that has proven to be worthless.  A string of pirate executions of the leaders of the resistances has taken place over the last few weeks and months as the other citizens, afraid of what the pirates may or may not do to them, turned them in.  

The citizens themselves have begun to question the need to rid our land of the pirates as well.  The pirates aren't necessarily barbarians, except in the fact that they crush all resistance against them, and they prevent cross-country relationships and trade.  Of course, the pirates can't cut off all sources of information from the outside world, that would be preposterous.  But what little information does leak through the pirate blockade in no way helps our situation.  The citizens have begun to grow so accustomed to the mundanity, that they are becoming apathetic in all other areas.  

What we so desperately need at this time is a hero to stand up and give meaning to our people once again.  Or at least some loud thunderclap of awakening within the citizens of this country as to enable them to once again stand on their own two feet in defiance of the pirate empire, and reclaim some of that lost meaning for themselves.  I'm afraid without one of these two things, the people of this land will only grow more apathetic, making smaller, and fewer stands against the pirates, as more and more of the citizens join their cause, until at last, either the land is lost, or destroyed through negligence.  

I for one have no answers, but I know that something must be done.  It is as imperative for this generation, as for all future generations.  If the pirates are not struck a heavy blow shortly, they will only grow more bold, until they invade the land as well as the water.  

On behalf of the the great name of this land,
yours truly,
ex-Pirate,
Jekkilekki

(Now, in case you have NO idea.  Pirates are rogue thoughts, or bad habits (Internet, TV) within my mind that have essentially taken over (i.e. what do I do as soon as work ends? TV/Internet).  My subconscious (Jekkilekki) can remember a time of prosperity (good habits, achieving goals, etc) but the citizens (thoughts) of my country (mind) are becoming far more apathetic, and although they too can remember the good times, there is no drive, no passion, for ANYTHING at this time.  They seem far more content to gain info from the outside world and just roll over and die with it and give in to the pirates (Internet, TV, habits), than to actually act on any new knowledge (resist the pirates) and interact on the global market (get off your butt and DO something!))