Who was this W. Shakespeare ?

Two girls were watching the impressive screen of the tower. They were making comments on what was said by the participants.

The first candidat was a she. Which wantted to have more artistic oportunities and by this she meant that she would like theatres to re-open. That was about 3 months that they were closed due to a restructuration of the artistic departement of developpement. Meanwhile shows desapeared progressivelly due to the reform, cityzens demanded access for somthing that could bring them an overwelming feeling of observation. Art had just been put in holyday for the great prosperity of Oekoumene.
Then she spoke about William Shakespears and her proposal for a new law was to apply the ability for Oekoumene cityzens to act in a show where the great storie of Shakespears would come to reality. The presentator did not know, by memory who was this W. Shakespear ? And it is true that this purposal was a bit excentric.

Now that it was time for VOTE, everyone had to connect on the general terminal with their pods. And it was now time for the show on the screen to end up.

The city took back its activity.

The two young girls were watching each other in stupefaction.

- You know who is William Shakespeare, don't you ?
- Please Estelle, don't do you intellectual with me. I don't want a new game of "buffonery" on Oekoumene. I plaid for the no acceptation of this proposal.
- Maybe you should reconcider this.
- I don't think so. Art is not our preoccupation as cityzens. We have more to do with the developpement of our society, don't you think so ?
- I don't think so, I don't think so my dear. To be or not to be, can you answere this ?
- What for? To be "what" anyway! or not to be "what". What I know is that as a citizen of Oekoumene, I have to be patriotic.
- You see, in a matter of way, you have answered.

Estelle was looking in the eyes of here friend, which she think was somehow not in the same reality as she was in. For Estelle, Oekoumene was more and more becomming a strange, unique, and dangerous way of thinking.

The day Franck got his Update....

In the little corridor of the security buillding of the Oekoumene corporation, Franck Wong was standing wis his repport pad.
The thunder from the outside conffusion was making an outstanding noise but Franck knew that the riote in cause was controllable. He was in front of the instructor's office and waiting for his Update attribution. Actually, this card would give him access to all security levels in the Oekoumene organisation. In complement, it would also open ways to the outside cities; the forbidden areas and the exclusion places which were the fundations of the Oekoumene society. As he was marking notes on his pad about the riots, the glass door of the office became trensparent and the ENTER photogramic incripted word appeared on the top. The time it took Franck to shut-off his pad, the officer was allready outside standing in front of him.

-Inspector Franck Wong ?
-Yes, my supperior.
-You have a very good carrer repport, as I was discussing with the police departement commandor in charge of your formation.
-Do I ?
-Actually, today, we are in front of something that we did not expect to happen before a very long time. Come in my office, I will explain !

Franck and the Officer went in the vast room. The glass-door became blackish as the word ENTER disapeared living a redish STOP.