They sat rigid in their chairs. The Collectivists gripped the arms of the chair.
“I don’t feel it’s right,” Common Man voiced.
“You wouldn’t,” Fascinder replied. He got up from his chair and walked around the spacious dining area.
“That’s the power we wield,” Socialista reminded the two men. “We have the might of the people. Some of our ideas clash with each other, but we can agree that the group is always better than the individual.”
Common Man sucked his teeth and grimaced. He took out a knife and drove it into the wood of the table.
“Damn, Com’, you deface your own property. How original….” Fascinder rolled his eyes.
“I can say that with my system, we can show everybody that forcing the individual to share and care is the only way to go,” Common Man addressed.
Fascinder performed a slow clap. He looked around the room and yawned.
“Oh, so you have something better?” Common Man fired back.
“The best way is to control the businesses. Allow them to do their thing and then strangle them with regulations and controls. This will bring about a utopia of ideas and prosperity for everyone.”
“What we have to do is control all aspects of society, not just business, though that is important,” Socialista imparted. She blew her bangs with a puff.
“That’s about right, but we have to make the classes hate each other until there are no classes. We have to show that the men and women of ability don’t matter. So what if you can bake a better cake or make the best battery? You should be brought down to the humanistic level. We’re all the same and we should be leveled out on the same plane.”
Fascinder looked at Common Man. “We’re supposed to be free.”
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