You walk into this room at your own risk

Because it leads to the future

Not a future that will be

But one that might be

This is not a new world

It is simply an extension of

What began in the old one

It has patterned itself after every dictator who has ever planted

The gripping imprint of a boot on the pages of history

Since the beginning of time

It has refinements

Technological advances and a more sophisticated approach

To the destruction of human freedom

But like every one of the super states that preceded it, it has one iron rule

Logic is an enemy and truth is a menace

(Wordsworth, Rodney)

(Obsolescence)

This is Mr Wordsworth

In his last 48 hours on earth

He's a citizen of the state that will soon have to be eliminated

Because he is built out of flesh

And because he has a mind

(Wordsworth, Rodney)

You're under investigation, Mr. Wordsworth

For the mandatory period of one year and 11 months

You are found to be obsolete

The purpose of this hearing is to make a finding in the matter and make a sentence accordingly

Do you understand that, Mr. Wordsworth

(Obsolescence)

Your occupation, Mr. Wordsworth?

A librarian

(It has one iron rule)

A librarian?!

(The destruction of human freedom)

Having to do with

(Because he is built out of flesh)

Books?!

(Because he has a mind)

Books

(You walk into this room at your own risk)

Since there are no more books, Mr. Wordsworth

There are no more libraries

The field investigators in your sector

Have made the finding that you are obsolete

(Logic is an enemy and truth is a menace)

Your rights are as follows, Mr. Wordsworth

You are to be liquidated within a period of 48 hours

Why? No man is obsolete!

You are obsolete, Mr. Wordsworth

You have no function, Mr. Wordsworth

You're like an inaccurism, like a ghost from another time

I am nothing more than a reminder to you

That you cannot destroy truth by burning pages!

This is not a new world

It is simply an extension of what began in the old one

You have no purpose here, no meaning

I am a human being!

Do you understand, Mr. Wordsworth

That you injected your brains with printer's ink

The narcotics that you call literature

(Logic is an enemy and truth is a menace)

I am a human being!

And the state has no use for your kind

(Since the beginning of time)

I didn't get here by chance

I'm a human being, I exist!

If I speak one word aloud

That thought lives!

Even after I'm shovelled into my grave

This is not a new world

It is simply an extension of what began in the old one

Your chancellor here, the late chancellor

Was only partly to blame

He was obsolete

But so is the state and entity he worships

It has patterned itself after every dictator who has ever planted

The gripping imprint of a boot on the pages of history

Any state, any entity, any ideology that fails to recognise the worth

The dignity, the rights of man

(Obsolescence)

That state is obsolete

It has refinements, technological advances

And a more sophisticated approach to the destruction of human freedom

But like every one of the super states that preceded it

That state is obsolete

If I speak one word aloud

That thought lives!

Even after I'm shovelled into my grave

Your rights are as follows, Mr. Wordsworth

Why? No man is obsolete!

I am nothing more than a reminder to you

That you cannot destroy truth by burning pages

Any state, any entity

Any ideology that fails to recognise the worth

The dignity, the rights of man

That state is obsolete