From the age of uniformity, from the age of solitude, from the age of Big Brother, from the age of doublethink — greetings!
—’Winston Smith’, Nineteen Eighty-Four
A Dispatch from The Former United States Of America…
John Goerke, writing in the Intercollegiate Review, bears witness to The Triumph Of The Bureaucrats:
Last Wednesday, I encountered American bureaucracy on the eighth floor of 190 East 5th Street in downtown St. Paul—the offices of the Social Security Administration. I walked into the office to find a confirmation of the limits to what government can accomplish.
The atmosphere of the room was chilling. The benches were covered with hunched or slouching bodies, but not a single employee could be seen. The “receptionist” was a touch screen computer console, which gave each person a number after they had entered every last piece of personal information except for their favorite flavor of ice cream…
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