[ WP ] In a society where everyone is publicly classified by two traits - one positive , one negative - someone has two of the same type .

Intense segregation was a matter of routine. *Feisty* here, *Somber* there, *Forlorn* discarded off to the side, while the more charismatic sorts, who only had to deal with something of the gravity of messiness, received all shapes and forms of glory. And to an extent it was justified. Why would someone emotionally burdensome be hired over some nearly perfect cherubim? This principle of distinction manifested itself noticeably in the mindset of the citizens. Certain negative traits were heralded as significantly more pernicious than others. After years of hearing family, friends, and coworkers scorn certain characteristics, it was difficult, if not impossible for these people to overcome them. It almost became their existence. 
 
 Although many were stuck with less than desirable traits, it was comforting to know that everyone had a positive trait: a shred of hope to cling to. Occasionally, it could tip the scales and redeem someone otherwise destined for shame and isolation. However, Sydney was different. Day in and day out, Sydney was a testament to the cruelty of the system and the horrors of humanity. In retrospect, the immense ignominy he brought our country was warranted. Our world was predicated on allowing the best to ascend to the top and repressing the worst, casting the unlucky few off like one would trash. It facilitated efficiency, prosperity, and trust in bureaucratic processes. The zeitgeist demanded that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. In doing so, however, it ignored the suffering masses and built a country on their backs, contorted and bent with stereotypes, derision, resignation, and inferiority. Erudite scientists have `` scientifically proven'' that these people are lesser beings. Unsurprisingly, those who benefit most from that claim have wholeheartedly accepted it. Those on the bottom are ignored and scorned until they are needed, as if they are tools in the musty corner of a shed. Sydney, on the other hand, was not forgotten so easily. 
 
 The name Sydney has virtually disappeared among newborns, and a host of older Sydneys have opted for a name that does n't sour faces. A select few have stubbornly kept it, steadfast that their reputations mask the stench of *Sydney*. 
 
 In a sense, it was inevitable that there would be an exception. Humans are remarkable in that way. No matter how rigid a belief may be, there is always an exception, wagging its finger in the face of the ideological devotees. With such a sectarian society the possibilities for an exception were myriad. The world being as cruel as it was, it gifted us with definitively the worst human in history. What nobody had expected was that it'd come as someone who was charismatic and influential. 

