“And once control becomes law, every citizen wears a collar.”

“And once control becomes law, every citizen wears a collar. We get the feeling of freedom—but Freedom turns into a simulation: we wake up, we move, we speak, we buy, we dream—while satellites count our breaths. Tracked to the millimeter. Monitored molecule by molecule.” She made a face. “You’re saying ‘free’ just means .” “I’m saying systems defend themselves—or heal themselves by scarring us.” “But don’t they already track everyone?” Malia countered. “Isn’t that what passports are for?” “Passports?” Ray said, almost smiling.