I describe the Brave New World as a horror, and Huxley thought of it as that also.
I, and its author, see the novel Brave New World as a horrible imagination.
Brave New World is a pleasant alternative for society.
The children are by a float.
A man is walking through the water with a bucket.
The people are racing chariots.
A snowboarder is carrying a snowboard.
There is no point in making an effort.
They are reading.