“What separates us is….” Common Man started as he smoked a cigarette. He looked into Socialista’s eyes, into her soul. He found glints of himself but not much else.
“Don’t say it,” Socialista admonished.
“It’s force,” Common Man snorted.
“I told you not to say it,” Socialista reminded him. They sat in a basement surrounded by propaganda that reflected each of their positions on global political-economic ideas.
Some hashish laced with crack cocaine got passed around.
“I really think you should have the vote be the final arbiter in this whole situation,” Socialista suggested. The soft popping of thr crack rocks in the blunt led her to become woozy but still alert somehow.
“We have to take over regimes. I don’t like what Fascinder is doing. He wants to allow businesses to do their own thing and regulate and control the rest. I saw we just take over everything and control every aspect of business,” he said wiping at his dry lips.
“I don’t like the fact you’re not allowing the people to make the decision. Let them choose,” Socialista almost whimpered this last part.
“What you have to understand,” Common Man shot back, “Is that people only move at the muzzle of a gun. They don’t know anything better. We’re supposed to make a utopia. Sparkling. Something that will revolutionize humanity. Sure, some people will perish but their sacrifice will pave the way for a glorious reality.”
Socialista wrapped her right hand around the nape of her neck. “I don’t know…I still feel like the best way is to persuade people. Give them something to root for and then we show them the way forth through “government goodies to keep them bloated and mild.”
“Sorry, Socsch’, that can only be achieved by brute force to begin with,” he stated.
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This is intense on rulings and regulations between the characters of your stories. It's very similar to reality 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
This discussion on ruling methods is intense. Force vs persuasion - quite the debate!