I listened to Just Right’s special end-of-the-year musical episode, Singing against the reign of tyranny — where host Bob Metz played an hour of selected music hits from artists awake to the prison planet plans for humanity.
These two lines from Tom McDonald’s song “Sheeple” will probably resonate with you:
The only people you can rule are the criminal ones
So they force you into corners until you are breaking the law
I wonder if McDonald was at all inspired by these words from Ayn Rand’s novel Atlas Shrugged:
“There is no way to rule innocent men. The only power any government has is to crack down on criminals. When there aren’t enough criminals, one makes them. One declares so many things to be a crime that it becomes impossible for men to live without breaking the law. Create a nation of lawbreakers and then you can cash in on the guilt. Now that’s the system!”
This theme of turning harmless acts into crimes and innocent people into criminals is woven throughout my novel Much Ado About Corona. For example, in “Chapter 79: To Scare a Dandelion,” Vince ends up in police custody. Here’s how his “one phone call” went with Stefanie:
“What do you mean?” she argued. “It’s not like you’re under arrest. They can’t—”
“Actually, I am.”
“Yeah. Let’s see. Assaulting a police officer. Evading quarantine. Um, it’s hard to remember them all. Violating the Reopening of Ontario Act.”
“Reopening of Ontario Act,” she grumbled. “What the hell does that mean?”
“I think that was for the illicit ice skating.”
Then there was “Chapter 3: My Naked Face” after Stefanie gets Vince to take off his green mask:
My crime of nonconformity was undeniable. I had just walked out of a store with my face naked for all Moosehead to see. The atrocity of not protecting others from my lethal exhalations was being reflected back at me from two dozen scornful eyes.