The most powerful voting cohorts all over the first world are in a fight to the death with the very concept of linear time itself.

You can make your peace with the inevitability of change, the human dislike of total stasis, and ultimate impermanence of everything, or you can spend the rest of your days miserable and lashing out at the world.

I thought it was because they would have to update it to look like various scenes from dystopian novels. The Hunger Games quarter, the Terminator battle field, the Matrix pods. In the restaurants you get to scavenge through decades expired canned goods and the swag shop is Handsmaid’s Tail costumes

soylent green, made from members of the mickey mouse club ego aged out.