MINISTRY OF INFORMATIONNO. 0001
THE LEADER IS DEAD
IN SHORT: You were the safe choice. Now the pile is yours.
Every morning the pile is waiting: ministries, petitions, ledgers, the state newspaper's draft with its marker in the tray. Every document costs daylight to open and more to read closely, and the small print is where things hide. Approve, deny, strike a word, let it decide itself at sunset - every stamp costs someone, and nothing says where a consequence came from when it arrives months later.
The red telephone rings when the Supreme Leader wants something. The square below the window answers what you sign, the same day. Your advisors want things from you; so does the old woman who brings your tea. And the files in the archive were never meant to be opened.
STAMPED: Read it














