That man could take a visitation from God with thirty underdressed angels announcing that sex was okay after all and make it seem vaguely depressing. - James S. A. Corey

Distributed responsibility is the problem. One person gives the order, another carries it out. One can say they didn’t pull the trigger, the other that they were just doing what they were told, and everyone lets themselves off the hook.

The chime rang, calling them all to the dining room like the most privileged cattle in the universe.

Militia motherfucker. NO TRESPASSING signs and everything. Took a potshot at me when I went to ask for some water. Kind of asshole that’s probably pissing himself with glee that the world went to shit and made his stashed guns and paranoia pay off.