It was a world where the best motivation came in the form of "Do this, please," from your master supervisor, and who could argue with that? In the end, there was simply nothing else to do. The televisions spewed news reports, the sun was dim, and the only conversation to be had involved either work or dreams; these factors narrowed the range of occupations down to working, eating, and sleeping. Of course, the latter two were nice, but honestly, not quite so satisfying as helping construct a house or directing a whole herd of cattle for harvest.
Mike knew that the system was good to everybody equally. Every day, he admired his apartment and