Sudden StorySciFi "theOutpost"

The Aggregator

     They are giving their humans personalized genetic sequencing at the exchanges of the big box drug sector, hidden from view behind the endless lines of customers (employees have become trained as heath workers), as they get more data streaming from the outposts. The aggregator thinks, in an instant, that there are no regional preferences left on this planet, that the one world embedded society(O.W.E.S.) is complete; it thinks the biomarker mandate will eliminate all tumors once and for all. It continues with its effort. The aggregator moves into the future, more and faster with its instant gene screens (instantaneously?), itself moved into real time mutation detection, data basing biomarkers for point mutation. It feels like nothing is happening--tumors carry no pain--in the processing of customers and disease, with their own individualized tumor. They have come here--as  lemmings (no, lemmings are long extinct), or pilgrims seeking the purity that existed before the invention of gods--as a result of the jobs they took. The aggregator does not care about past transgressions of the former online regulatory medical exchanges(F.O.R._M.E.), or any other iteration of its kind in the early 21st Century on Continent II, such political pettiness.. It knows the humans as only a computer could know them, or as a doctor who has somehow figured out how to make an instant appointment: as a single patient who requires only one specific drug. The aggregator is workmanlike for them, and in its own way has feeling for them-- with its caring algorithm translator(C.A.T.)--in a scientific way, a biology-physic hybrid. Yes, the aggregator, in its own way, tries to care.