The price of an affluent society（雅思）

"An affluent society cannot afford advocates of its own destruction. A society that can destroy itself is an aggravated society suffering from an ailment that needs to be cured."
    These were the thoughts of the secret agent as he prepared to afflict harm on Hamilton Smith, the leader of a prominent government advisory committee. Mr. Smith was determined to affect the course of history by affirming a new order. He wanted to destroy all that was good and begin again with how he thought a country should run.
    This agenda was unacceptable to the top-secret agency that really ruled the country. And it was this agency that found an agreeable agent to sacrifice himself for his country by murdering Hamilton Smith in front of the world. The affluence of all would only continue thanks to this agent, even though there would never be any affection for his memory or any desire to be affiliated with his tainted name.
    As he hung from the bars of the ceiling of the conference hall, the agent was glad he was an aerobics teacher in his spare time. Without all of his physical training this task would have been pure agony. He smiled when he imagined the world's reaction to his killing Hamilton Smith. There was a certain aesthetic that only a few would appreciate.
    As he looked down he could see that people were agglomerating around Hamilton Smith already as he was entering the room. This aggregation of people was a problem but there was nothing the agent couldn't deal with. It would make the event even more impressive. When he finally saw Hamilton's head he pulled his gun up to aim. It was show time!
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