With relentless spectacles and noises, an inner life becomes impossible. Long anomic, Americans are now increasingly doped up with downers, which makes human contacts even more aggravating, so friendships and sex are mostly in pixels. Forced to be together, they crank up the volume, check FaceBook or text away, for to look someone in the eye has become cruel and unusual punishment.
With each in solitary confinement, it's no surprise Americans are unable to mount any meaningful resistance against their masters, though, so fogged up, most don't even who their rapists are. Whipped up by several layers of fake media, they froth against puppets.
To emigrate, a man must divorce his society, so he's already a betrayer, even if justifiably, but in his new home, he must strive to join another community, except now, in one place, everything is virtual or fake, so there's nothing to latch onto. As the ship goes down, each enraged citizen is trapped in his windowless cabin.
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