But later in the story:

“The pile of stones the boys had made earlier was ready; there were stones on the ground with the blowing scraps of paper that had come out of the box. Mrs. Delacroix selected a stone so large she had to pick it up with both hands....“It isn’t fair, it isn’t right,” Mrs. Hutchinson screamed, and then they were upon her. “

I think this paragraph because everybody started picking up rocks and throwing them at tessie

“Yes, sir.”

“Walking where? For what?”

“Walking for air. Walking to see.”

“Your address!”

“Eleven South Saint James Street.”

“And there is air in your house, you have an air conditioner, Mr. Mead?”

“Yes.”

“And you have a viewing screen in your house to see with?”

“No.”

“No?” There was a crackling quiet that in itself was an accusation. “Are you married, Mr. Mead?”

“No.”

“Not married,” said the police voice behind the fiery beam. The moon was high and clear among the stars and the houses were gray and silent.

“Nobody wanted me,” said Leonard Mead with a smile.

“Don't speak unless you're spoken to!”

I think this shows how the freedom and abilities we have in our natural world today seemed banished in the pedestrian.

(page 3)

(page 3)

Three of six. Three frozen vials in the fertility clinic, all  from the same in-vitro fertilization, stored as standard  procedure against a failure to carry to term.

“I’ll throw her out tonight,” he told Allison, “and call the  clinic in the morning.” 

This is an example of being dehumanized because no one would ever do that in the correct human state. That is just inhumane.

“I’ll throw her out tonight,” he told Allison, “and call the  clinic in the morning.” 

Three of six. Three frozen vials in the fertility clinic, all  from the same in-vitro fertilization.”

“I’ll throw her out tonight,” he told Allison, “and call the  clinic in the morning. 

I think this is technology because they have the technology to clone people 

Three of six. Three frozen vials in the fertility clinic, all  from the same in-vitro fertilization, stored as standard  procedure against a failure to carry to term. Or other needs.  Three more versions of the same embryo, the product of  forced division before the first implantation. Standard  procedure, yes, all over the country. 

“I’ll throw her out tonight,” he told Allison, “and call the  clinic in the morning.”  i think this is technology because they modified the embryos so they had more than one.

I believe this is a sign of technology because he said on every house there was a tv on and that means everybody was watching tv 

“Get in.”

He put his hand to the door and peered into the back seat, which was a little cell, a little black jail with bars. It smelled of riveted steel. It smelled of harsh antiseptic; it smelled too clean and hard and metallic. There was nothing soft there. 

“Now if you had a wife to give you an alibi,” said the iron voice. “But-”

“Where are you taking me?” 

The car hesitated, or rather gave a faint whirring click, as if information, somewhere, was dropping card by punch-slotted card under electric eyes. “To the Psychiatric Center for Research on Regressive Tendencies.”

(the car was not controlled by a human and it was all just technology)

This means the government is in controlling the citizens.

Scrap metal was hung all over him.

Across the room, the woman cried out, knowing nothing except the emotion she read on her husband’s face. 

“You may specify by telephone,” the voice droned on, “whether you wish his body interred by the Government, or would you prefer a private burial place? The fee for Government burial is ten dollars.” 
The reason i chose dehumanized state for this one is because they are killing off kids for being "too smart."

“Stand still. Stay where you are! Don't move!”

He halted.

“Put up your hands!”

“But-” he said.

“Your hands up! Or we'll Shoot!”

The police, of course, but what a rare, incredible thing; in a city of three million, there was only one police car left, wasn't that correct? Ever since a year ago, 2052, the election year, the force had been cut down from three cars to one. Crime was ebbing; there was no need now for the police, save for this one lone car wandering and wandering the empty streets.”
The reason i chose surveillance was because theres a cop car that is always roaming the street, watching.

Three of six. Three frozen vials in the fertility clinic, all from the same in-vitro fertilization, stored as standard procedure against a failure to carry to term. Or other needs. Three more versions of the same embryo, the product of forced division before the first implantation. Standard procedure, yes, all over the country. 

“I’ll throw her out tonight,” he told Allison, “and call the clinic in the morning.” 

They were willing to get rid of her daughter for not being perfect.

(page 3)

“Yes, sir.”

“Walking where? For what?”

“Walking for air. Walking to see.”

“Your address!”

“Eleven South Saint James Street.”

“And there is air in your house, you have an air conditioner, Mr. Mead?”

“Yes.”

“And you have a viewing screen in your house to see with?”

“No.”

“No?” There was a crackling quiet that in itself was an accusation. “Are you married, Mr. Mead?”

“No.”

“Not married,” said the police voice behind the fiery beam. The moon was high and clear among the stars and the houses were gray and silent.

“Nobody wanted me,” said Leonard Mead with a smile.

“Don't speak unless you're spoken to!”
This shows that doing something in in the outside world is not allowed 

also human rights arent vey good so people usually sit quietly at home