Hard to believe Harrison Bergeron was written in 1961. A story Kurt Vonnegut Jr. wrote about the future where everyone is finally equal and policed by The Handicapper General. Tall people wear weights around their necks, good looking people wear masks and intelligent people have hearing aids that supply loud burst of random violence to interrupt their line of thought. Also surprising it was classified as science fiction, but then again isn’t everything in life as it is already more science fiction than any story about Martians? Laser eye surgery, pitch shifting software, driverless cars. Still wondering how my piano hands, doing stride, find their way without visual affirmation. Science fiction is a reasonable explanation.