Don't bother with this, it's just the preface.
Typical Cold War-era Red Scare horseshit, heavy-handed and predictable.
A short story set in a dystopian future. Similar in tone to Vonnegut's famous Harrison Bergenon, this is a little rough around the edges (like most of Vonnegut's oeuvre), but easily reccomended to the fan or the curious initiate.
Ah, yes. Let's do away with the fascist corporate warmongers by going back to fascist religious vomitmongers. A flawless plan, it worked out so well for the Middle Ages...
Finny shit? Eh, I prefer Norweigish shit, but thanks anyway.
Yet another paranoid stream of schizophrenia from someone who thinks the Protocols was anything but a hoax. Yawn.
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