[ WP ] It 's 2079 in the United States of America and prison lobbyists have taken over the lawmaking process . Because of this 99 % of the population is either imprisoned or on parole due to one of the million insane laws passed in the past five years .

We had to be careful in this day and age, to live our life on this proper inside of the law. With the paper publishing new laws every day, the front page had a new headline of something big being passed. 
 
 Today, the paper was written in perfect Queen's English. The headline read `` Informal Language is Considered a Criminal Offense.'' and the rest of the paper read just like a research paper. 
 
 So, they banned slang. Even the word was now considered to be against the law, and there was nothing we could do about it. 
 
 When I spoke to my wife, as I had to marry her to be able to live with her despite the fact that I had no true feelings for her anymore but divorce was also illegal, I spoke in proper English. She nodded when I pointed at the paper. 
 
 I had to protect my best friend, even if I no longer loved her. And they were listening, so we continued to follow the law. 
 
 I finished my coffee and dry toast, having anything else for breakfast was a criminal offense, I prepared to head to work. 
 
 On the surface, I followed the law. I was considered to be a housewife as only one spouse was allowed to work if you had children or pets and my wife was the one who went to her job every day, chosen from a list of acceptable careers. 
 
 But, in my hidden basement, rigged up by our friend who was an electrician before he got arrested, I worked. 
 
 There are just three official radio stations. Sanctioned news, sanctioned music, and a channel dedicated to releasing law. But, if you could program your radio right, you could find a long list of hidden channels. Release dates listed, forbidden comedy, interviews with the hidden condemned. 
 
 And I just happened to run the city's biggest music channel. Songs of old that were banned and new songs. Songs about love, songs about loss but, most importantly, songs of rebellion. Garage bands became basement bands, preforming in muted spaces. 
 
 Bands that I played could end up arrested and even executed. But they'd go down as heroes and have their names spread everywhere. 
 
 I knew this job would be the death of me but, in my eyes, there was no other way that I'd rather go out. 
 
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