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-- As I said, not everything can be explained rationally. The remark about working conditions is certainly valid, but in this case, everything is perceived as an unavoidable evil, and expressing dissatisfaction with the need for hard work for most people is roughly equivalent to being outraged that people cannot fly or walk on water. At the same time, no one has had to kiss boots for a very long time. If respect for authority requires confirmation in this form, then its position is not so strong. As you probably know, some of the previous monarchs also liked such displays of, ahem, respect, and it didn't end well. They were proclaimed tyrants, and now... It seems everyone is quite content, and some even more so," Marei glanced at Rina-chan. "Something strange, very strange, is happening in the public consciousness lately. Perhaps people are generally more inclined to submission than it seems. You know, I read it in one author... Life doesn't deceive fools; fortunately, they ask for little: food, drink, warmth, and some toys that can satisfy their base and petty vanity. In other words, the people want bread and circuses. Modernity provides all this in exchange for a very small price – obedience. In a global sense, this is perhaps a good thing. But can we really limit ourselves to such considerations, completely denying the existence of more subtle matters? It seems I don't understand something about the moods and events of our time. And I really don't like not understanding. Marei clearly felt that he was saying more than he should, while receiving only insignificant logical statements in response, but he could no longer stop. If usually communicating with people was like reading a not very interesting textbook – he received the information he needed and ended the dialogue, then now it seemed to him that he was grappling with some kind of mystery, and Marei really didn't like not understanding something.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers