There's talk of Control Camps being built.

"These Control Camps were like sores on a body,
"Open wounds upon the landscape."
There's talk of Control Camps being built. With the return of the Black Riders, I guess it only makes sense. They'll say we have to have a place to Dispose of Dissent. One can Smell the new odor of Black Terror coming as we reach The End. The Unthinkable has now come to infect this planet also. I can't believe Life is meant only to end in Disaster, so the Problem is Us. My heart breaks for the once Beloved Outpost we created.

I've always been instinctively Private on my politics. When asked, I tell them I'm a Cloud Dweller, I See Not the world. At this the Interrogator loses Interest. But even if I avoid all the camps and manage somehow to Survive, I'm still trapped on this Spinning Orb careening towards a Self-Imposed Doom.

Just like in the Hell of Yore, those who support the Control Camps believe the Death of Detention will never happen to them. Is not Self-Deception the basis of all Ruin? And if that's true, would not the Reverse mean that Self-Honesty is the basis for Life? But there are those with Evil Intent from which they know will come a Violent Reaction, and the Control Camps will seem justified in the eyes of Green Zoners. How Myopic.

Is Sharing really a worse Answer than this?