They have to think happy thoughts and say happy things because once displeased, the monster can wish them into a cornfield or change them into a grotesque, walking horror. This particular monster can read minds, you see. He knows every thought, he can feel every emotion. Oh yes, I did forget something, didn't I? I forgot to introduce you to the monster. This is the monster. His name is Anthony Fremont. He's six years old, with a cute little-boy face and blue, guileless eyes. But when those eyes look at you, you'd better start thinking happy thoughts, because the mind behind them is absolutely in charge. This is the Twilight Zone.
THAT'S how many people were expected to be wounded, let alone killed, and that was just the American side of the conflict.
It's not like they randomly retroactively fine people.
It's also a useful thing to measure: you can see just how much of the population essentially cast a vote of no confidence for the whole system.
When every American housewife understands that the Blue Eagle on everything that she permits into her home is a symbol of its restoration to security, may God have mercy on the man or group of men who attempt to trifle with this bird.
The idea that everyone needs to be working 40 hours a week in our modern, increasingly automated world is absurd. Productivity has done nothing but go up for forty years. Remember the dream of a world where people could pursue hobbies and have more leisure time, away from work, because we designed machines to do the hard work for us? It's basically here, but we're all operating under this crazy mentality that we should be working eight hours a day, five days a week, if not more. And you know what more free time means? More time for people to innovate and invent. There are tons of brilliant people out there with a great idea for a new product or new business, but they don't have the time to pursue it.