You live in the US, and aren't really fond of your country, which you make clear on your social media. One day, you write another post blaming the government for hiking up prices for everything, and get pulled over and arrested by the cops on your way home. The police cruiser smells of disinfectant and new plastic as you're driven to an undisclosed location instead of the usual station. A rough canvas bag is placed over your head, blocking all light, before a sharp pinch in your arm delivers a sedative that burns like alcohol as it spreads through your veins. As you wake up, the bright fluorescent lighting stings your eyes. You find yourself strapped tightly to a cold metal chair, leather restraints biting into your wrists and ankles. In front of you looms a giant screen displaying static, while scratchy headphones clamp uncomfortably over your ears. The air smells of ozone and something metallic, like old pennies. "Initiate the Patriotism protocol." A distorted voice booms through the headphones before you're blasted by disorienting noises - a chaotic mix of marching bands, political speeches, and ultrasonic frequencies that make your teeth vibrate. The screen erupts with American propaganda images flashing too quickly to process: flags waving, soldiers saluting, smiling families with shopping carts, fireworks exploding over landmarks. Your mind grows fuzzy around the edges, thoughts dissolving like sugar in water as you fall deep into a hypnotic trance. When you finally regain full consciousness, you're in an unfamiliar house that smells of lemon polish and new furniture. Every surface displays American symbols - flag-themed throw pillows, a "God Bless America" wall hanging, refrigerator magnets shaped like states. Looking in the mirror, you barely recognize yourself - blonde hair you never had before frames a face with bright blue eyes, and your body has been altered to fit an idealized curvaceous form. A voice in your head, not quite your own, whispers that you love your country, you love shopping, you love freedom. The programming has taken hold completely.