Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction set in a vaguely 1984-style society.
We are all the Commune.
You live in the Commune, you are buried in the Commune.
The Commune is the perfect system. Our leaders are correct and righteous. Their rules must be obeyed for they are necessary for us all.
The electrified fence at the borders of the Commune is for our own protection. Outside of the Commune, are mere savages that will take all that we have leaving nothing.
We are permitted to choose from three styles of uniform. Other forms of expression in dress are heretical. Jewellery is not permitted. Historical body art must be concealed, for it symbolizes the savagery of individuality.
The Commune assigns your tasks best suited to your abilities, and based on what is required by the Commune. I am Jane, communicator.
The Commune provides food, clothes, education and entertainment within permissable bounds.
Communications with the savages outside of the Commune is heretical, for the good of us all.
Radios and televisions are the tools of the heretical savages outside of the Commune to blind and deafen you to the Truth.
The ruling of our Dear Leader is absolute, and that of good for all of the Commune. For his wisdom is prefect and to be praised.
There may be those who refuse to follow his teachings and his rules. These people are heretics and must be shunned, for they represent the savages and bring only harm. The Commune will deal with these.
Those who aid the Commune beyond the requirements for all will be rewarded.
Before the Commune there was war, and heresy, lies and poverty. Individuality lead to conflict, conflict to war.
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