Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury, 1953

Psicadélico Big Brother de um mundo futuro que é mais uma caricatura da realidade do que uma alternativa ficção. Imaginadas nos anos 50, as sedativas paredes de televisão encaixam, de relance, assustadoramente bem nas paredes das casas de 2012.

"In writing the short novel Fahrenheit 451 I thought I was describing a world that might evolve in four or five decades. But only a few weeks ago, in Beverly Hills one night, a husband and wife passed me, walking their dog. I stood staring after them, absolutely stunned. The woman held in one hand a small cigarette-package-sized radio, its antenna quivering. From this sprang tiny copper wires which ended in a dainty cone plugged into her right ear. There she was, oblivious to man and dog, listening to far winds and whispers and soap-opera cries, sleep-walking, helped up and down curbs by a husband who might just as well not have been there. This was not fiction."