Wonderful...
...and of course there will be a board, say of, oh, two people, in this land of plenty (plenty of huge pits for dead idiots) who get to decide who is an idiot and who is not, yes?
And of course EVERYONE will be overjoyed knowing that they made it through another day, humble and grateful to merely be alive because Big Sisters (aka 'BS') judged them 'non-idiot'. For now.
Somehow I see a very quiet place. A place with very few people. A place where the judges, the jurors and the executioners, both of them, also dump the trash, fix the soda machine, grow the tobacco and figure out how to get the fire into the lighter WITHOUT getting blow'd up all because they both had a bad day...on the same day.
And of course, you know how to brew beer as well, yes? What if Sam Adams is an idiot that just happens to be good at ONE thing???
WELL???