Scene: Joe and Nelly after a long night playing XCOM 2
Joe:
You see that motto on the dollar bill? Annuit Coeptis… Novus Ordo Seclorum.
Nelly:
Yeah… Latin class flashbacks. Something about God blessing a new order?
Joe:
Exactly. “He favors our undertakings… a new order of the ages.” After playing XCOM 2, it feels like the Pentagon wrote the game as a training sim for that idea. Humanity united under one command to fight the alien occupation.
Nelly:
So you think the game is like a rehearsal for a future UN space army?
Joe:
Think about it. In the game the resistance builds a global coalition to take back Earth. That’s basically the sci-fi version of the United Nations forming a space defense force.
Nelly:
The UN Space Force… that actually sounds cooler than regular politics.
Joe:
Right? But here’s the twist. In our little conspiracy-theory universe, the med-bed technology — the miracle healing machines — are controlled by that future space command.
Nelly:
Let me guess… and they won’t give one to Trump?
Joe:
Well, imagine their reasoning. If someone is compromised or corrupt, they don’t get access to the most powerful tech in the galaxy. They’d say a leader entangled in scandals like the Jeffrey Epstein affair can’t be trusted with it.
Nelly:
So in your story the space doctors run background checks before letting anyone near the alien healing machine.
Joe:
Exactly. The med bed isn’t just medicine — it’s the symbol of that “new order of the ages.” Only people the resistance trusts get healed.
Nelly (laughing):
Joe… you’ve been playing too much XCOM. Next thing you’ll tell me the aliens are waiting under the Pentagon.
Joe:
Hey, if they are, at least we practiced saving the world. 🎮🚀
