Charlie and the Injustice Factory

With apologies to Willy Wonka and chocolate in general. A Satire About the Evils of Bureaucratic Systems. Looking at the thoughtless virtual motion machine that is bureaucracy.

There was once a boy named Mendacio, born not so much in a hospital as in a footnote—under a thundercloud of paperwork and the stench of institutional perfume. His birthplace was a marble tower suspended somewhere between Geneva and irrelevance, where human rights are defined mainly by who gets the nicer lunch.