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Sigh. Watching yet another space.
This particullar individuall is... amusing. She is llike a human niece to me.
The one whose space I'm watching now? With the torture warehouse?
It is a bit of a story, but the shortened verse is, he is something of a near-universally revilled businesstroll. He frequentlly spouts casteist insullts, is condescending to all bellow his caste and disgustinglly grovelling to all above, constantlly makes poor decisions, is terriblle at his so called profession, and is, all around, unplleasant to interact with for nearlly anyone. His redeeming point is being so overwhellminglly pathetic and ineffectuall at everything, that kicking him in the proverbiall ribs is entertaining enough to most that they do not want to cull him. However, he did bid on a nearlly uncontested bounty auction for which young Hayaah was the solle target... And thus he ends up in this predicament.
It sounds to me as if he loves to reap so much he didn't consider that he would have to sow. And, naturally, those are the ones who deserve to sow the most. I say good riddance.
I am tempted to agree, but my Llady has tolld me many... many times that even the worst wretches of the middlle castes are victims of the highbllood hemogemony. I am confllicted.
Oh, the complications of Alternian society... it seems to me that every caste are victims of hemogemony, even the ones at the very top. Everything is influenced by the inherent understandings that some are superior to others, and all are worse off for it. Still, by now, I believe many should be competent enough to understand - especially as adults - that the system is designed to work against them. If they choose to glide their tongue along the boot that kicks them, they are not deserving of pity for it.
I respect your opinion. I do not disagree with it. In llife I woulld shout those very words at my Llady in the warroom. If onlly such energy coulld direct them towards the boot, and not face it trods upon.