Brave New World 04 | Alcohol in the Surrogate | Fine Art Prints

Un-fordly rumors surrounded the creation of Bernard Marx, an Alpha-Plus psychologist with a chip on his shoulder. Some say alcohol was accidentally introduced to the fetus; others say he was an illegitimate child, born in secrecy, but… if either scenario proved true, it might have prevented my advancement. I computo-erased Bernard’s early records, convinced they wouldn’t come back to haunt me…

I could not deny Mr. Marx was different though: physically shorter, mentally a genius, but socially intolerable. Bernard didn?t take prescriptions, educated himself for pleasure, enjoyed solitude, and showed off his deviant over-intelligence, especially to the lower castes. Worse, he refused to participate in high holy orgy ceremonies, ridiculed the feelies and sports plays, and seemed unresponsive to VPST. All his work orders contained heretical ideas, subliminal to most, but obvious to me. I tried to coach him, but my efforts were in vain. I knew the day might come when I’d have to surround him with saltwater.