I think we are so used to dystopia. I don’t know if we would know what to do with ourselves without any challenges.
I’m thinking out loud, what is what we really want, us humans, with all our discontent?
I mean, global warming is real and we have changed our world without measure, but this morning when I was waking up, I thought, even in 1955 we had changed the world without recognition if we would have compare the planet to let’s say 1850.
So, then it’s us and our discontent, this chasing after somebody else’s dream, this fearing others anxieties, this inevitability of being replaced by this semi imperfect clones of us, our children.
And I think that maybe change is the only constant in life. And to ride the wave of time.
So, is the eager for life authoritarian?
Possibly, if they are unable to step outside themselves, to understand the fear of the other, and let they fear in peace.

I feel that I’m going to too many places at once. Should the prime minister clone be more human? Do we need to respect the fear of the other? When we want to engage in risk? Replace the other with a facsimile copy more in line with our believes? Are we ourselves (the PM clone) so rigid we cannot accept the other reluctance to change.
At the end the protesters and the clones are acting the same way, both wanting the other to change, none of them accepting or being willing to listen to the other side.
A lot to unpack from your story, Martin!
I’m glad it was not a book!!!!!