Captain's Diary,
Twelve years into our journey, communications with Earth has broken down. As Captain, I proposed a system of internal government for the ship but some of the groups are resistant.
"Just continue to follow the course set forth by the Parliament of Earth, there is no reason to do anything else," Francois Le Pardo, acting head of the French sector told me.
Meanwhile there is rioting on Deck 15, with Ayatollah Mansoor Al- Hamani threatening a holy war if contact with the Mecca Astrological Society is not immediately restored.
The colony ship was designed as a microcosm of Earth and my role as Captain was purely ceremonial as all micromanaging orders are received from our home-world. Were, until me and my friends cut the link, which put us on our own.
Trying to create a semblance of self-rule and liberty on a massive vessel where worker unions, conflicting faith leaders and ethnic factions are the loudest voices is not easy. Plus the fact that none of them care for freedom or making their own choices and prefer the comforting rule from Earth.
I thought I had escaped all the trouble in the world when I won the lottery to become Captain, but it seems to have followed me to the depths of space.
