Vice-President of Trojan Life & Casualty Co.
Chairman of the Board of Trustees, Sunnydale Game and Wood Preserve.
Honorary Supreme Commander of Juvenile Senseless Destructionists, to be organized.
A year later George sat wearily in the control room of his chateau on Indian Rock overlooking the town. Snookers buzzed over rooftops like flies. Clouds of dust rose prosperously everywhere. In the streets construction gangs raced in speed trucks.
George had begun to wonder how it would all end.
After the novelty had worn off, Senseless Destruction became more monotonous, more depressing than the Installment Way of Life before it. People worked harder than ever now and had less to show for it. Of course, it was unpatriotic to have anything to show for it. Nobody in his right senses would argue against Round-the-Clock Employment for All. And if you didn't go around grinning and saying how happy you were with your seventh mortgage, people began to suspect you.