Dreams.

I look at Neira with horror and realize that I will probably have to start a family too. The Rodoki will make me anyway. And they will make me work. How can I stop this monstrous conveyor belt? Scientists work day and night, promising an eternal Putin, flights to Mars, and teleportation. Unfortunately, in my village, people are so uneducated that they are used to only being born, getting married, growing old, and dying.