When the doorbell rang, Intellectual wondered who it could be. These days no one took Intellectual seriously.
“Oh! It’s you. Come in.” Intellectual opened the door. The Party Spokesman walked in.
“As I told you on phone,” said Party Spokesman, “we’re ready to pay you the price you demanded. Whatever you write hereafter will be in support of the party explicitly or implicitly.”
Intellectual took the cheque offered by Party Spokesman. “Advance payment. The real payment will begin once we get to read your articles.”
Intellectual felt something die within him. But he knew he could laugh all the way to the bank hereafter.