Date – 12/07/2089
Subject – Call To Labour?
I’ve never been more disgusted in my life. I can’t actually believe what I just heard. I hope this is just an error on the Administration’s part, but I’ve never heard of them to make mistakes before.
Checked in on Dee and Saul in the Industrial Sector today. Saul’s chest seems to have gotten worse, not better. I swear the air has thickened up around the shelters. Must be all the shit they’re making in those factories, picking up from Washington really seems to have put a big strain on our production lines.
I gave Saul some more drugs, they don’t seem to be doing anything for his chest, but it’s all I can do. We sat around and talked about the farm for an hour. I can tell they both miss it so much, they’ve tried to make out like this move was for the best, but every time I visit them their faces get a little more sunken in, their eyes a little more glazed over. I often wonder what they bare witness to when I’m not around. The Administration aren’t particularly subtle in urban areas. The masked civil protection and zero tolerance policies in urban centres are almost totally different to the occasional visit by Administration “Reps” Dee and Saul used to deal with back on the farm. This move must be like going to a foreign land for them, I don’t think either of them had seen an APC in their life before they moved here.
I noticed the little boy Saul was with wasn’t in the hut today, so I asked Dee where he was when we stepped outside (I’m still worried what this air is doing to my baby). Dee told me that the boy’s parents had told him to stop coming around to visit. Saul was given a Call To Labour notice the other day, requiring him to go and sign up for work in the Industrial Sector within three weeks. He told the Administration official that he wasn’t up to it, that he couldn’t even walk across the central square without holding onto something anymore. Dee told me that to make an example of him, the official pushed him across the square in front of everyone, the guy was shouting out that Saul was a borderline traitor to Patriotism, and that his refusal to work was “Damaging this great nation”. The people in the square booed at Saul, and the little boy’s parents told Dee that they couldn’t let their child be in the company of such a bad example, and such a bad patriot.
I was sickened, Dee started to cry and I hugged her. I told her that we’d go out for coffee in the city in the next week, just to cheer her and Saul up, get them away from this place. She told me that neither her nor Saul had been outside of the Inclusion Zone in the whole time they’ve been here. They’ve just stayed in their house the majority of the time, looking at old photos of Galen and the farm. I cried about that one when I got home.
Jo
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