Maybe these broadcasts weren't such a good thing? Maybe they were propaganda? Dan pondered.
Or maybe not?
The Elite was everyone's best chance of survival, the more people who joined the more there were to work together to build a better world a happy world with enough to eat and drink, a safe place to sleep, enough to occupy your mind, a whole new civilisation based upon equality and co-operation.
It was better than the alternative living on the streets, scavenging for food, covered in dirt, afraid to go to sleep in case someone from another tribe, someone bigger and stronger or more cunning than you would steal your meagre processions whilst you slept or capture you and turn you into nothing more than a slave.
But if the Elite were offering that good a deal why were they broadcasting all over the islands in an attempt to persuade more people to join them? Surely everybody would already be a member, the whole world would be Elite?
The more he thought about it the more confused he got, sometimes Dan decided it was better not to think but he just couldn't help it.
