Shame and humility are the sums of commerce. You can have or use whatever is available to you. If there is an empty home you can live in it. If you need a car, boat, or plane and one is available it is yours to use. Whatever you need from the store assuming that it is available can be picked up even delivered to you. Any thing in this world is yours for the taking if it is available and whether or not you like it.
Your ability to use and access the bounties of the world however are relative to your personal worth. Not the worth of the past calculated by a bank account, not the worth someone else mistakenly places on you because of their limited knowledge and understanding of you as an individual and not even the aggrandized value or unworthy feelings we place upon ourselves but the value the GM calculates for you.
The doors are either open, the equipment works, and the products are visible or they are not. Depending upon your individual worth a ticket for entrance will be issued and you can go in or while you stand at the dispenser the knowledge of your worthiness will be verified and you can either take it or slink away from it empty handed. Your ego will be satisfied or your humiliation complete.
The intriguing thing about this whole concept is that man’s nature is the determinate. The contrast between good and evil, right and wrong, acceptable and unacceptable is determined not by person, a self appointed group or an elected committee but by the aggregate behavior of the populous. The GM registers every and all personal reactions to every event and occurrence. Not instantaneously but over time the balance of one’s worth is determined and the worth of each peculiar group, community, and society is registered and incorporated into the evaluation scheme.
Those that seek the perverse are allowed to but the ability to do so anonymously is no longer an option. Ticket to a so called triple xxx movie would be possible but because there would be practically no actors or actresses willing to degrade themselves for the fun of it would be in short supply.
Even the vilest character on earth could plan and plot his flaunting of the rules and destruction of the system but it would be in the full view. There would be no secrets because our very lives and every action is being recorded, registered, and calculated. If you want to do something generally unacceptable to another individual, group, community, or society then it will be with their full knowledge and consent.
Not only are we visible to the ever-present video device and electronically radiating our identity but our profile is being updated instantaneously and our value to society is being determined as we speak, act, and react. The most impressive aspect of our countenance is that our being begins to change appearance in each instance. If my actions, thoughts, and emotions are altruistic, proper and balanced then my ring shows it. Conversely if my actions, thoughts, and emotions are selfish, improper, and out of balance my countenance is dimmed and dark in relation to my character.
A group of girls approached the ticket dispenser laughing and giggling, all rapidly talking at once in anticipation of the movie they were about to see. One of the girls appeared less jovial and wasn’t participating in the banter. She hung back, her countenance wasn’t as bright as her companions. She brought up the rear and slowly edged her way forward as her turn came to stand before the ticket dispenser. The second girl in front of her burst our crying and ran away somewhat to the astonishment of the group. She had not been issued a ticket and in her shame she ran away. The next girl visibly shaken by the event but not unaware of the occurrence stepped forward to see if she could get a ticket. Almost immediately it came out and she responded by bouncing up and down and joining her companions. It was Jane’s turn now.
No sooner than Petta had been humiliated than were her parents alerted, not to their surprise, of the event and especially her mentor’s cell showed Petta’s cell number. After her immediate dash away from the movie theater Petta found a quite corner to cry in, she knew what had happen and she knew what the reason was. He behaviors prior to the planned gathering was not worthy of the ticket for admittance. She had fooled herself into thinking that it really hadn’t been that bad. Petta’s cell played the song assigned to her mentor and wiping her tears she said hello.