In an aerial view of the country there appear to be many thousands of soiled sheep, constantly shifting creating an almost undulating effect over the hills and valleys. But, from the land the beings, called Middlings, are moving about mostly to and from their assigned jobs in order to pay for living in the homes they no longer own and for the centrally controlled utilities. The Middlings are allowed to handle very little cash as their wages are highly taxed, the price they pay for being cared for.
Can you see it? Can you see how, at first it all seemed the same? How had it happened, this decline into a classless society?
Meanwhile, the Knowbs are more vigilant. There are rumblings, you know. So, they stand before the Middlings and speak eloquently with the lies dripping easily from their lips.
They think we believe it.
No comments:
Post a Comment
I'm listenin'