Chronicles from the Forbidden Future

We were warned, of course. Not in parables or prophecies, but in bureaucratic memos, in vanishing headlines, in the silences that crept into the cracks of polite conversation. You could call it a slow forgetting, or a deliberate erasure. Either way, it worked. History was edited down to its skeleton. Women were whited out like a printer's correction strip, soft and final.This book is not a warning...