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[ Grantaire is where he usually is, huddled off with his wine in the corner of a tavern somewhere in Wyver. He doesn’t seem to be too far into this endeavor, considering he’s plenty eloquent when he decides to make a speech to the network.
It’s less than rousing. It's mostly complaints. ]
All this talk of politics has made me weary, friends. To be frank, I hardly understand it at all. I have listened. I drink, it’s true, but I listen. My ears are far better than my eyes or my memory, and no one ever tunes their conversation to exclude the fellow enjoying his drink in the corner.
[ This much seems to be true, given how he’s been rambling at length and no one has bothered to silence him. There’s chatter in the background as people enjoy their own conversations, separate from him as he drinks from the bottle. ]
I have heard things. Things about how the first to wake were welcomed gladly by Olympia, and others still were welcomed by Wyver later on. My ears are fine and well, I assure you, but my mind is perhaps foggy. It cannot comprehend what happened to create this change. Politics. Surely that is the only answer. It always is.
[ He rolls his eyes, taking another drink. ]
Well, I’ll not partake in any of it. I have no love for one city over another, no love for a king over an empress. I do not disdain monarchy, though I do not disdain those who do. I simply disdain politics. Tell me why I should choose one side or another, or why I should change my mind on the matter.
It’s less than rousing. It's mostly complaints. ]
All this talk of politics has made me weary, friends. To be frank, I hardly understand it at all. I have listened. I drink, it’s true, but I listen. My ears are far better than my eyes or my memory, and no one ever tunes their conversation to exclude the fellow enjoying his drink in the corner.
[ This much seems to be true, given how he’s been rambling at length and no one has bothered to silence him. There’s chatter in the background as people enjoy their own conversations, separate from him as he drinks from the bottle. ]
I have heard things. Things about how the first to wake were welcomed gladly by Olympia, and others still were welcomed by Wyver later on. My ears are fine and well, I assure you, but my mind is perhaps foggy. It cannot comprehend what happened to create this change. Politics. Surely that is the only answer. It always is.
[ He rolls his eyes, taking another drink. ]
Well, I’ll not partake in any of it. I have no love for one city over another, no love for a king over an empress. I do not disdain monarchy, though I do not disdain those who do. I simply disdain politics. Tell me why I should choose one side or another, or why I should change my mind on the matter.

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Besides, I do help with suffering. I just focus on the people around me, rather than some poor sods I've never met.
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[It's said with only a hint of sarcasm.]
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[ A shrug. ]
"Say, fellows, have you thought about justice and a righteous way of life?" "Ah, m'sieur, the notion had never occurred to use! Merci, merci! We'll try that!" Is it as easy as that?
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There were a few attempts at democracy on Barrayar. One even deposed the Emperor for a while, back during the Time of Isolation. They all collapsed into viciousness. Infighting. Blood flooding the streets.
Amazing, isn't it, how quickly death to injustice becomes death to the unjust, and how the unjust morph from those who have done wrong to those who have done me wrong?
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A friend of mine has made similar arguments as yours. He would advocate for a slower transition; 'revolution but civilization'. [Enjolras sighs, and his shoulders almost droop before he rallies to continue:] I agree that there is a danger with all transitions of power. But there must also be no fear in a new government. It must protect itself.
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[ He gestures towards himself. ]
Vor lord. Protected by my social standing. Heavens, no, I would never want an end to the good life I lead. [ Then - ] But, for the purpose of argument, how does a government protect itself, precisely? That sounds like the old skull-cracking model of which my family has been so fond.
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But those who enforce the new government cannot be those who lead it once the danger is passed. There are time which call for men to be terrible and do terrible things. Then there is a time for civilization. [Is it obvious which group Enjolras places himself in? He's already killed in cold blood for the Revolution and Republique, he knows he'd do it again.]
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Oh, dear god, that's so noble. Building heaven through sin, is it? Honestly, that sounds like a failure of imagination to me.
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Are there men who care about their fellow men? Of course.
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Dead or alive, change will come.
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omg the grammar in my last tag i'm so sorry
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