My mind, on the other hand, went rather prosaic on me.
“So let me make sure I’ve got this right,” the long haired hippy was speaking to the bovver boy and the ex-copper across the table from him, “we’re going to break into the Lydgate Prison and release all the squares. Why?”
“Crox is beginning by locking up the people who voted for him, the conservatives who are supposed to be his allies. The people he made promises to. Promises he only has to keep if they’re still around,” finished the bovver boy.
“What grounds does he have for arresting them?” The hippy, his face framed by his off-blond hair, looked worried.
“Likely to commit an act that will result in public alarm or disturbance,” replied the ex-policeman.
“And here we all thought that law was aimed at my lot,” quipped the anarchist humourlessly. “The current crackdown is actually freeing my people up; our usual surveillance is busy elsewhere.”
“So why are you here?” The ex-cop bit that out.
“If we don’t stand up for the conservatives, or the squares as our tie-dyed wearing friend calls them,” answered the anarchist, “then who do we stand up for against Crox and his government? If they come for me, or anyone of us, next and we did nothing now, well why would anyone help us? What I don’t understand is why you’re here.” He looked pointedly at the ex-policeman.
“Turns out I left the force just in time; no-one’s allowed to resign now. Lots of people don’t like the way things are going but they say the new commissioner just looks at you and says, ‘I know where you live. I know where your wife works. I know where your kids are. Get back on the job.’ Plus there’s a new fast track for ‘promising’ officers.” The speaker looked like he wanted to spit. “All of them people who would have been out on their arses before the new commissioner came in.”
“If we get the conservatives out, and he’s only locked up their louder leaders so far, will they stand with us?” The pale, female student looked like she thought she’d fallen into something that was way over her head.
“I think they’ll have to,” said the hippy slowly. “The people we free, at least. I mean, they’ve been in power all their lives. They don’t know how to survive without their credit cards and bank accounts and their connections…”
“While on the run,” added the anarchist. With some satisfaction he went on, “It’s going to be a whole new world for them.”