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A review by smithmick14
Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said by Philip K. Dick
*laughing from within a police surveillance state beyond anything our literary predecessors could’ve imagined or even comprehended*
“There are no flying cars in the future, silly!”
You cannot escape. You can merely slip between the cracks of the sprawling machine. And in a machine believed by its operators to be perfect, God help you if you find yourself within the interstices. When the entire world is encompassed by a framework of violence how could existing outside of it indicate anything other than a conspiracy that necessitates your destruction?
And besides, no adoring fans will recognize you if you have no identity.
“There are no flying cars in the future, silly!”
You cannot escape. You can merely slip between the cracks of the sprawling machine. And in a machine believed by its operators to be perfect, God help you if you find yourself within the interstices. When the entire world is encompassed by a framework of violence how could existing outside of it indicate anything other than a conspiracy that necessitates your destruction?
And besides, no adoring fans will recognize you if you have no identity.