### ### ### ### ### #### ### ### ### #### ### ### ##### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ##### ### ### ########## ### ### ########## ### ### ### ### Underground eXperts United Presents... ####### ## ## ####### # # #### ####### ####### ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## #### ## ## #### # # ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## ## ## ####### ####### # # ###### ## ####### [ A Theory of Justice - The Game Show ] [ By The GNN ] ____________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________ "A THEORY OF JUSTICE - THE GAME SHOW" by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu My best regards to the original position. Since it was not the most popular game show on television, the Dare Devil Show was only broadcasted on late Sunday evenings. Most of the people had no interest in programs that was dedicated to politics, and a game show that had no luxury prizes for everyone was doomed to be boring. Even if only a few people watched it, the Dare Devil show could not be stopped. Wrapped in a black plastic bag, the individual was brought on stage. No audience applauded, no hysterical man dressed in a pink suit screamed for more. The individual was unconscious, his mind had been erased of all knowledge of himself. He (or she, but probably he) was still a rational human being, but not aware of it at the moment. The individual was under a veil of ignorance. The game would soon begin. The black bag was slowly carried over the almost empty stage until they reached the middle of it. No one smiled, no one expressed any feelings at all. The bag was left on the stage and lay there like a dead animal for a few seconds. Welcome to the Dare Devil show. You do not know who you are or what you are. But you are not dumb. You can speak and make decisions. That is the point in this game. The black bag moved a little. You are about to construct a few principles about the present society. When you are finished, we will let you out and re-insert your memory together with your feelings. You do not know who you are as a person in this society. Your task will be to play the game as well as possible. A failure will strike back at you. Success will help you. I understand, the voice said from inside the bag on the metallic stage. I have fully understood the rules and the point with this. Give me five minutes to think. They gave the individual ten minutes. That was the standard. Only a few persons felt excited during those minutes. You could count them on your fingers. After seven minutes and four seconds, the voice was once again heard from inside the black plastic bag. His words echoed in the almost empty room. I have two principles, the voice said. The first one is that every individual should have the right to all personal and political rights. For example; private property, freedom of speech, education and the possibility to reach high positions in society. My second one cannot be brought out unless the first principle works smoothly. Social and economical inequality can be accepted only if the other alternatives would lead to greater inequality. These are my principles. A few people wrote the principles down. You could count them on your fingers. They turned their TV off, rushed through corridors and placed their notes on a table in a great room. Black suits, expensive ones, everywhere you looked. What are we going to do, they said to each other. Can we accept them as principles for our society? Perhaps, perhaps not. We will just have to try them out before we decide if we are going to do another show next week. We cannot stop the Dare Devil Show, someone said. This is the only place common people can participate in the big decisions about our society, our situation and lifestyle. We just have to keep it going until we reach the final stage. The stage when we finally find the principles that work. This is the twentieth century, we cannot trust destiny any more when it comes to ourselves as future history. Look how it worked out before. It did not work very well. Our future as happy people depends upon the Dare Devil Show. The future of our children. Everybody need this show. Some day, there will be the perfect principles for the perfect society. The show must go on until that day. Two people opened up the plastic bag. Excellent my friend, the speaker said. Welcome out of the bag, Mr John. We thank you for your participation in this game show. If you are not satisfied with your prize, do not be sad. This is only a game show. The few people who had written down his principles and discussed them turned to the TV. Sure, they said. This is only a game show. /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Can someone keep this Nozick dude calm?! Please! 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