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A Bad Plan
The first thing King told me was that he couldn’t tell me anything. Strictly speaking, I wasn’t supposed to know anything. What he did tell me was this—and I love this part—that there was no doubt I had brain damage! Perhaps it was for that reason I was beginning to understand. I had worked in the clinic for a while now, and I knew what brain damage was. It was an impairment of cognitive function caused by some injury. Okay, simplistic, but that’s what it was. King explained that once a person has been commuted into staff, you were not supposed to remember anything that was uploaded to your head.
I nodded.
“You are supposed to walk around,” he explained, “and you are supposed to do things because you were programmed to do them. And at the end of the day, when you go home,
