loving the new caste system, the filthy diseased “essentials,” who exist to serve the clean, pure and sanitary “telecommuters.”
and then there's the unpeople, the worthless drainers, piteous but un-pitied, the “jobless.”

gibson has gotten extremely lazy with the symbolism for this book, hey.

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