The living room sees to be typical to an average American household. A nice wooden coffee table in front of a couch and a recliner next to it. In the recliner sits George Bergeron, 47. He is an average "plain" looking man, aside from the black earpiece in his ear and the large sack hanging around his neck. Marked on the sack we see "47 LBS." On the couch is his wife, Hazel Bergeron - again a very plain woman, without the earpiece and sack.
On the coffee table is a magazine named the "Equalitarian." It is thin and seems to be made up of mostly pictures. We clearly see the date which reads, "April, 2081." We can also see the mailing address that says, "George and Hazel Bergeron." On the cover is a picture of a menacing woman dressed in military fatigues. The caption below her reads, "Handicapper General, D.M. Glampers."
Both Hazel and George are glued to the television, which is showing a ballerina performance. The ballerinas are clearly not too graceful or skilled and are all wearing sacks, similar to George's of different sizes. They also seem to be all wearing masks.
Suddenly, a loud buzz, as a red light on George's ear piece flashes and he raises his hand to his ear in pain.
That was a real pretty dance they did.
That dance. It was nice.
George has a pondering look on his face as he watches the TV.
You know, maybe ballerinas shouldn't be handica-
A loud smash, like glass breaking accompanies another light flashing on George's earpiece as he winces in pain.
What was that one, dear?
Sounded like somebody hitting a bottle with a hammer.
I think it would be real interesting, hearing all the different sounds; all the things they think up.
Only, if I were Handicapper general, you know what I would do? If I was Dianna Moon Glampers, I'd have chimes on Sunday....