Intergalactic Summit

If you think Napkins is 'the real enemy' you are even more of a fool than you have demonstrated yourself to be, recently. Napkins is nothing. He is an attention-hungry child, pulling on the sleeves of everyone around him.

Right now, the Caldari need only to ignore him. He threatens none of their people except the ones foolish enough to listen to him, and he offers them nothing that will help them become influential or spread his lies. The Matari slaves he plans to kill, tragic as their deaths are, would still be trapped, sitting in a cage, and waiting to be plucked from their lives for the whims of those who claim slavery is justifiable and noble.

Napkins wants your attention. And you're giving it to him. What exactly do you think you're going to cost him? All of those slaves are registered as possessions, as assets, right now. Upwell structures' cargo protections ensure that even if the facility is destroyed, he will be able to retrieve his 'assets'.

So what do you cost him? The structure itself, which he erects with the intent of seeing people come and attack it, seeing them come and demonstrate how much he matters, to them, because he cannot bear the thought of his own inconsequentialness? It's a deal he'll make time and again. It's a deal he has made, over and over.

The cost of setting up the Citadel is far less than the payoff of self-esteem and attention he gets from you. Blow it up. He'll build another, and it will cost him nothing.

Which is meet, really, because he is nothing. You call him 'the real enemy'. He's nothing of the sort. He's a symptom, and nothing more. Napkins is a persistent cough that you insist we need to focus on and root out. We must defeat the cough! Nevermind the cancer in the lungs, focus on the cough.

Until the true disease, this insane belief in an all-powerful invisible man who commands the most vile acts in the name of cultural purity, is ripped out by the roots... you will keep coughing. And he will keep building more temples to tug at your sleeve and dance around gleefully at how much you scowl and denounce him, at how much power you give him in your life. When you call him 'the real enemy', all you are doing is making him your god.

Edit: Gosh, Arrendis. You're on slaver mind control drugs and won't even share!? So mean.

Wonder who made you write this? (quoted in case you edit it.)

No, we've been farming the Blood Raiders. Like threshing grain. You don't 'battle' the grain. You're not 'at war' with the grain. You simply go out and mow it all down with the large industrial reaper-thresher and there is nothing the grain can do to stop it.

Ironic use of a title is still use of a title. But also still ironic.

Especially when it's the wrong title.






(A cardinal is properly addressed as, "your Eminence," I think.)

Yup. Totally. Trust the platitudes, not the actual data, your Holiness.