The American fascists are most easily recognized by their deliberate perversion of truth and fact. Their newspapers and propaganda carefully cultivate every fissure of disunity, every crack in the common front against fascism.

Hope? In the year 2200 hope had been incorporated.  To have hope or even the slightest ideas of creativity was to mean you were selected for some computer test. If you passed. You were moved into some special reality or place where you could not interfere with humanity. Why? Hope was a gift. It was not something to be tken lightly.  The test?  Seemed rather odd.it was a test on how creativity was produced.  Many people actually studied for the test hoping.  The corporate world around humanity made even one really scared to live to be honest.  

Masks were demanded. The Crisper vaccine of the 20th and 21th century had damaged humanity so badly that everyone was monitored constantly because of the possibility of a crowd. Rumors of what happened in the crowd ranged from zombies to something even more sinister. 

Thus the day dreamers among those that held old books made out of paper hidden in a special area. The great Spider man had become our religion.  The corporate religious centers were just money donation areas where the money went no one knew to be sure. Seemed like a lot went in and little help went out. So the oddity of worshipping dreams became a reality in 2200.  There were rumors among the religions of other realities. Something called Star Trek. A show showing an alternative reality. Many people whispered if you are chosen to be creative you were taken there. Others a religion of the dead.  Might sound humorous bt people worshipped some people living in the Walking dead show.  To be serious. The zombies were seldom seen in the corporate world.

What people realized after watching Star Trek. Was that humanity seems much more like the Borg than what humanity was portrayed to be on the show. That or this where I came in.  I was a corporate fixer of sorts.  Meaning?  Even in realities where everything has a paper to fill out and push to the next level or a corporation by law to stop people from thinking. There were I suppose like in a mysterious book called 1984 firemen who did things that were condemned by those religious types.  Spiderman fanatics were the worst.  

So I was a fixer in 2200 for the corporate world of big business. Everyone was considered to be their own battery source. Something some called the Master Programmer or Microsoft had built into use by something called concurrency or crypto currency which limited a personal lifestyle or hope at any rate.

Me?As a fixer I was a eliminator. Meaning? In post modernterms I was a hitman.  I went about killing creative types It was something of a speciality.  Taking care of the most creative minds and stealing their ideas for hte corporate overlords.  Teh pay sucked but I got to read a lot of old comic books, and watch programs that no one else would because. Well, when I burn things I like to see the faces of the characters cry out in the flames.  You should see a holo image of a actor playing a zombie burn. Why?  I have no idea but the holograms were emotional and sometimes being who I was made reality a question. 

Meaning? Iw as creative. I was recruited a long long time ago. And I got rid of a lot of people priory to be in my position. They kept on wanting me to be in upper management but I had sen what that had done to my mentor another creative type whose imagination was sinister? No. I would say artistic. The way he would destroy hope made reality something interesting.