President Tyson of Gnome-Land Arctasia

In the immensely populated country called Arctasia, there once lived an entire society of very happy arctic gnomes. When other countries looked at the people of Arctasia, they were jealous of the amount of freedom that they had and the very constitutional way that their country was run. Other countries looked up to Arctasia and most people wanted to come to the land and lead new, very happy lives.

In an old, architecturally beautiful house lived Gnome Tyson and his gnome family. Tyson was born in Arctasia a couple of years after his family moved there from a distant land overseas. He was always a positive thinker and always worked hard for what he believed in. Whenever any other gnome asked, Tyson would always say that when he grows up he will become the President of the Land of Arctasia. In his early years, Young Tyson had everything his young heart could ever dream of; a nice house, a great family, some fun toys, and most importantly for the young gnome, the games on his father’s fancy telephone. Father always let young Tyson play whatever game he wanted on his very smart telephone. Gnomes loved playing telephone tag with fellow gnomes, traveling and showing off their lives by taking photographs of whatever they saw, everywhere they went. And that is exactly what young Tyson loved to do. Well, up until the point that his father told him that to do that was starting to get dangerous. Father told Tyson that letting everybody know where they are all the time would give away too much information to the people in the government. Young Tyson was starting to get confused, so his father sat him down and explained the entire situation to him.

“In the good old days, this country had plenty of freedom for everybody. I had freedom, your mom had freedom, our neighbors and our friends all had the freedom to do whatever they wanted to. We could go to any place without people following us.”

“There are people who follow you?” Asked young Tyson in shock.

“They aren't following us after our footsteps, but they are following what we do every day by having the control over our telephones. The government gnomes could see everywhere that we called to, every person we have communicated with, everyplace that we walk with our cellphones. “

“Woah…” Tyson was shocked beyond belief and started day dreaming about all of the places he has been to in the past couple of days, and realizing that somebody always knows where he went to and which one of his friend he played telephone tag with.

“And what’s more,” as Father continued, “Is that they keep telling us that they only try to control our telephone-gnome-data, as in our location and the times of our calls, but, something in me believes that they are also capable of easily tracing our telephone calls and hearing out conversations.”

“That is just ridiculous Dad! How could they possibly do that? It is an invasion of our private property and our basic rights!”

“That is exactly what our country is fighting for right now, little one. There are some people who believe that is right, and some people who think it is completely wrong to barge into the citizen’s lives. But, the country is doing it for the sake of its own gnomes. There are bad people in other countries who wish bad things upon Arctasia, and the government is trying to catch those people by spying on every gnome’s lives.”

“When I become President of the Land of Arctasia, everyone will be granted their freedom back. Dad, when I’m in charge of the nation, I will make sure everybody has privacy on their telephones. My people will not be under surveillance all of the time. I will find a way with which those bad people will not be able to attack our beautiful country with our family of Arctic Gnomes. We must all be in this together, and we will make this country great again.” Gnome Tyson was talking as if he had grown up tremendously just by having this conversation with his Father.

“I have never been more proud of my young boy. I have no doubt, when you become President, the country will be back on track to how it was when I was growing up. My little one, I am so proud of you. Hopefully by the time you become President over us gnomes, our country will be in a different state. Freedom will be granted, politicians will be noble and government will be completely honest with its own people!” Father had high hopes in his young gnome son Tyson.

After some time, the gnomes of Arctasia were all happy again. Nobody was spying into anybody’s lives and the government was friendly with its gnomes. Once again, using telephones and playing games on the very smart phones was simple again, and no gnome had to every worry about being followed ever again. Gnome Tyson grew to become the best President the country has ever seen. He turned everything around, let people live with the freedom that they were originally granted with, and erased terrorism and war from the country’s future. Father Gnome was, as always, extremely proud of his intelligent gnome son.