In the end,
the historians will laugh,
a dark wry laughter,
shared over synthesized wines,
and exotic smokes.
Musing irony,
that the greedy self-interest of the world's investors,
lead to the very things which society need.
As the number of trillionares grew over time,
no longer could the military industrial complex function so flawlessly shine,
Things like war, poverty, and illness, these were all bad for business now.
They hurt the bottom line.
It became instantly apparent that there were other means,
cheaper and far easier,
primed for exponential growth.
"Don't be so dismissive!" One historian will interject, confrontationally raising her chalice of crystal and purple hue toward the other,
"If it were not for the uprising of the populace when faced with policies that insulted their soul, The investors would have had all the people locked up in a dystopian nightmare!"
True,
true indeed,
but is it not that nature of a animal which is cornered,
to bare its teeth?
to show its claws?
That when it comes down to the choice of death or destruction, even the humble hare will give it all its got, no matter the odds.
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