The story takes place three hundred years from now; the top people in the world have discarded their bodies and moved their brains to be kept and serviced forever by Transhumanism Inc while they enjoy digitally induced paradisiac delights. Every human has a brain implant and is guided by AI. Dirty work is done by cloned slaves who are all White to conform to BLM ideas. By law, slaves must always wear a mask on their face, regardless of the epidemiological situation. The slaves themselves did not get sick, but they spread viruses asymptomatically . There is practically no sex, as we know it: women prefer to sodomise their male partners taking revenge for the patriarchy. The Green agenda has won; there are no cars, just chip-implanted horses and carriages. Electricity is expensive and people get by with kerosene lamps.
The Transhumanism Inc has a subsidiary Open Mind that deals with people’s minds. Open Mind is an enhanced Facebook you can’t get away from, or Google Smart Glasses you can’t take off. When you look at a person or a building, or listen to a song, Open Mind suggests to you the correct reaction, the proper assessment. A banker’s daughter looks delightful, a popular song sounds popular, if the creators paid for the advertising. Thus human responses are kept under control. This system coexists with local politics. Russia in the novel has a quasi-Communist-Nationalist government that has access to the implant, as well, but the vast majority of responses are determined by the market, that is by Transhumanism Inc. The big Communist-Nationalist Russian leader, a Putin on steroids, also has his brain stored away, next to the brain of Sheikh Ahmed, the leader of World Jihad.
It is not too different from what we have today. Governments differ, parties differ, from Putin to Modi to Biden to Merkel, but human responses and the agenda are quite similar all over the world, be it covid or climate, privatisation or transgender. Where they are not so similar they are moving towards this similarity. In the sad world of Transhumanism, the leaders succumbed to the supreme temptation of living forever in paradise while keeping in touch with their countries. Their brains (placed in jars) stand on a shelf in a well-protected cellar in London, or in Nevada, but at a moment’ notice they can connect to their assistants (like in the film Avatar) and interact with lesser folk.