This anxiety is everywhere you look, and it's only when the flagrant abuses of the ruling class create a situation so bad that it's hard to imagine there being any possible world *worse* that we start rattling the door to our prisons, apparently unaware that the lock is on the inside and we're the only ones with a key.
But as long as they keep the suffering to between a simmer and a low boil, we seem content to sit in our cells and be thankful we're not outside where it's *really* bad
8/