A day on planet Rihon
Life is sacred,
Life is joke,
Life is another con.
Everything worked on sensors (and a button to override the system only if some sensor would malfunction). Go home, open the door, the light in the hall will light up, from the hall, open the door to go in the living room, the light in the hall will shut down, and in the living room will light up, open the door from the bathroom, the light in the bathroom will light up, and so on. In the bathroom it all worked on sensors too, and on timers. Wanna wash your hands, water starts flowing, for time enough to get them wet. Than it stops, a measured amount of soap is sprinkled just enough, then water starts to flow. Sensors detected the dirtiness, so if you had a more filthy job, you would get more soap, and more water to clean your self. If you had a clean job, less soap and less water. In the living room there was holotv, providing information about everything from your field of expertise, and information's from other fields.
Alphas,
Betas,
Gamas,
And deltas,
Everyone is equal.
The schools were organized in a way that students were watched closely to determinate in which field they are the best. And afterwards they were send to specialized schools to further developed their given talent. If more than one talent, they were thought on everything they were good at, and basically on all other subjects.
All the workers could spend one working day on a field they were interested in, well not all, but some could.
Make up,
creams,
shampoos
cosmetics,
washing machines,
Gala evening,
Fashion dress,
Red carpet,
Designer cloth,
Brands.
The public transport was automated, and the only one that existed. There were two way streets, made of solar panels, and there was a line in the middle of the street. That line was to direct the public transportation. Sensors just followed the line, and software program was running everything. In case of malfunction everything would just stop, and someone would just sit on the driver seat and drive manually.
After work rest, people would gather in halls and make meaningful conversation, giving ideas, questioning some.
All the machines were automated with a switch to override the automatization and take manual control.
And everything was pretty much controlled.
What to say,
just good bay,
And have a nice night.
“Oh, I'm pretty much aware.”
“Are you?”
“Yeah.”
“And what can you say?” “What can I say.”
“Say something.”