In the year 2052 no one can read
By Jon Rappoport
In the year 2052, no one can read. Well, those who can, can’t handle more than 50 or 60 words at a time. And they certainly don’t know what fiction is. Or if they do, they don’t like it. It bothers them. WHAT ALREADY EXISTS is so much more compelling. Fiction seems ridiculous. Who cares what might be? Who cares about something someone made up?
Courtroom; the year 2052; the defendant was locked up hundreds of miles away; he did not appear at his trial.
JUDGE: What is the charge against John Doe?
PROSECUTOR: Espousing freedom. Claiming he is a free man.
JUDGE: He knows freedom is an illusion. Our schools teach that above all else.
PROSECUTOR: We have no record of him attending schools.
JUDGE: How is that possible?
PROSECUTOR: Unknown at this time. John Doe is a…
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