There's a Kurt Vonnegut short (very short) story called "Harrison Bergeron." In "HB," the United States Handicapper General, under the auspices of the 211th, 212th, and 213th Amendments to the Constitution, has stamped out individual talents and characteristics for the sake of total unimpeded equality. The population is fed mindless entertainment, all their memories periodically wiped clean. It isn't torture, not exactly, nor is it intolerable. It's just mediocre. Imposed, entrenched mediocrity.
And it is quite terrifying.
Now I don't...
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