I'll clear the bodies away when I've
finished, honest..
Unknown to the vast majority of the population, seething outbreaks of discontent
fester like untreated gangrene. Society fails again and again to slough
off this degenerating tissue and what only begins as a drip of mild frustration
soon floods into lakes of pure, unadulterated hatred of civilisation.
At least, that's what I read in the Herrington Bugle. I'll do
my bit to drain this lake by publishing rants, diatribes and other attacks
on society:
What
do we do when the batteries run out?
A terrifying vision of ten year's hence.
I am satisfied.
Return me from whence I came.