Fairly inspired by Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451

“You don't need to burn books to destroy a culture. You just have to convince people to stop reading them”.

Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury describes a dystopian future in which reading is forbidden, constantly lit screens alienate people's free time, and the attempt to think causes physical discomfort. Ironically, the fire brigade is no longer employed to put out fires, but to burn books and, if necessary, their owners.

The book came out some 70 years ago, in 1953, but is set in the future, in the 1920s - today. You, however, are in the 21st century and you are reading this text, so is Bradbury wrong? It depends on how we understand dystopia: a prediction about the future that is at some point confirmed/denied or a warning about the present that keeps renewing itself? 
Fire was the cure freely traverses and rereads Fahrenheit 451, consumes it as one does a beloved book, read a thousand times and dragged to a thousand places, dirties it, forgets it somewhere and then finds it again, as the cover fades, the paper peels and the pages fill with notes, cards, bookmarks and memories. Five performers retrace the history of the novel, identifying with the characters, moving horizontally, mapping the cones of shadow, the things Bradbury does not explain or tell us, creating parallel narrative lines, theoretical detours, also constructing the chronicles of an intermediate time between our present and a countercultural future in which stupidity saves us from the burden of complex thinking.
If Bradbury was only a few years wrong, if Fahrenheit 451 really happened, what would we do?