Hand hurts alot. I Shouldn't really have done that. The monitors totally kaput, so I haven't been able to check emails. I know that BBC message is just waiting for me, but It will have to wait because I am feeling quite tired now.
Mother didn't say much when she brought me a plate of vegetables to my room for lunch. Does she think me a rabbit? I know she thinks my mind is wrong. She only said it a couple of times, but I know.
My brain is not bad; it's actually more developed. Mother likes normality; she likes white bread with butter and the six o clock news. She believes what they tell her and she always obeys. It is clearly all the tea she drinks.
Terminate Ego Agendas.
Boris told me about it last night. They spray those leaves with toxins, and this stuff makes you subservient. Feeling stressed? Have a cup of tea. Would you like tea with that? Tea. Fricking. Everywhere.
The British Empire ran on tea; carved up the whole world while sipping brown poison from a cup. I've just put a million Kenyans in concentration camps and shot a few Zulus, Dear. Yes, bloody parched, Dear. Put the kettle on will you, Sweetie.
The whole of society is gripped by it and they don't even know.
It's time for action. When I get my contract with the BBC I will expose the lot of them. A Panorama type-thing.
YOU ARE READING
Beep.
Science FictionHave you heard about the dangers of Tea? One day I will be famous. I never wanted to be a value meal.
