Currently, I have more the impression of "a Planet of the Apes" where roaming bands of humans are allowed to scratch out a meagre existence, because they are being kept as game. No doubt, some will try to escape in woods, caves and other hideouts, but
"In such condition there is no place for industry, because the fruit thereof is uncertain, and consequently, no culture of the earth, no navigation, nor the use of commodities that may be imported by sea, no commodious building, no instruments of moving and removing such things as require much force, no knowledge of the face of the earth, no account of time, no arts, no letters, no society, and which is worst of all, continual fear and danger of violent death, and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short."
Of course, the fluffbook may change that impression.