Jessica pressed the indicator light on her desk in response to the question.
“Yes, Jessica,” the teacher said. The light dimmed.
“The foundation of our beautiful civilization is built upon the suppression and elimination of all the things that make us different. Things that make us animals. Like gross B.O. or emotions that are too strong.”
“Very good, Jessica. Does anyone have anything else to add?”
A few indicator lights lit up on the teacher’s console.
“James,” she said.
“And…” he paused, embarassed to say the word, “reproduction.” He looked down at his console, face reddening behind his beige facemask.