The year is 2033. Through the Executive Orders of President Ocasio-Cortez, the offended generation has nearly eradicated comedy in an effort to be more compassionate and inclusive. I, Carlos Danger, am one of the few remaining comedians. We perform masked in dimly lit 21st century speakeasies out of a fear of government and social reprisals. None of us do it for the fame, instead we risk our lives nightly out of a love for genuine human laughter.