Salah didn't like this, not in the slightest. There was a gun under the table, and that immigrant was holding it. He knew it. And he knew that she didn't like his answer. He was tempted to look under the table, but he knew what that would've meant: a bullet between his eyes.
"Something simple, Salah..." he said to himself.
"Nothing against the common people, but of course I and many other fellow connationals have something to say about the rest, about the government, its founding ideology and ultimately those on top of the ladder. It's our anti-thesis, we are everything they are not and they are everything we are not. They defend slavery, I'm referring to their prison system, we are against it. Our government is a real democracy, in which people have full power of decision, theirs is an oligarchy ruled from behind by business magnates, and so on. I said I have nothing against the common Libertonians who in the best case only want to live their lives and in the worst, when they're hostile to us, they are victims of their own government feeding them so-called "bullshit", and I ask forgiveness for the foul lanugage, and that is why I think we should gain their trust and ultimately redirect them against their real enemy, which is also our enemy. Replicating in Liberty what we did and what we are doing in Rheinland".
