It was the worst of times...the human condition was reduced to mindless drones that worked, did any necessary functions, then spent what free time they had watching television before going to sleep. The necessary functions included shopping (which lubricated the economy), mowing the lawn (which provided an incessant noise making it difficult to think) or preparing meals and eating them (which provided sufficient amounts of biocarborite to be ingested for security reasons). There wasn't any nightly entertainment other then the government sanctioned outlets, such as casinos, bingo halls and the rare hole in the wall small bar that only the hardcore old rummies sometimes went to.

There weren't any more blue skies...only grey. The magnetisphere had benn sprayed with a solution which helped monitor anything operating at

It was like this around the civilized globe. The Global Coalition Party had seen to it.