Welcome to Where Whim is Law
It was thirty years after the pandemic.
The Great Society’s Meltdown was underway.
Martin and Barbara were reading about how neighbors of theirs were executed for referring to the Outsiders as ‘those people’, and ‘some of my best friends.’
The only things illegal were intolerance and being offensive. Anything, at random, could be deemed intolerant or offensive. The party’s whims were law.
It was noon so they drove to the courthouse to find out what they were allowed to do that day.
They stood on line among others with identical poker faces.
Invisible cameras stared down toward them constantly.