The glowlights began to dim and I supposed that since my arrest in the
park another day had passed.
Most of all, I wondered. Something had happened to me, something that
I could almost feel as a physical change, but I didn't know quite what
it was. I knew its results. I knew that I was no longer standard, no
longer conformal, no longer well-behaved and moral and an efficient,
useful citizen of the State. I hated the State. I hated all States. I
hate all efficiency and common sense and hate.
It suddenly came to me that I didn't care whether I was in Southem or
Northem, or which of them ruled the world.