Chapter 11 Uncivilised Society080


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“I remember doing that book! We’ve all been brought up in Wolfland and we all think that it’s as near as you can get to a perfect, harmonious society. Look at all the bosses, the business owners, the schools, the Chamber, the ElderWolf, neither men nor women dominate, nor do they want to.”

“Who’s your Civics teacher, Mr Rafone? He’ll have covered the same stuff that mine taught me. Look at both of us, look at everybody actually, just look around at society. We’ve all learnt the same thing. Life might be tough, but we’re all equal!”

Again, innocently, KristalClear looks at her epaulette with three bands and points out, “you’re a Commander! You’re the second most senior officer here! Apart from the Captain everybody salutes you!”

“That’s what it looks like and that’s what living in a meritocracy leads to! In reality they’re actually saluting the SlenderWolf on my cap badge. In effect they are recognising the lawful authority vested in me by the territory of Wolfland. It’s simply a custom that junior personnel salute senior personnel. You have to find your station in life. Male or female doesn’t come into it, we’re all equal though some of us have worked harder than others to progress up the ranks. That’s what all meritocracies are like. And they’re everywhere.”

“Not in Worringfolk though? They have autocracy don’t they?”

Talking in riddles, CandiCrush replies, “Greeks and Romans! With adaptations of course! There are still things that they don’t teach you in school!”

CandiCrush is no expert in the way that Greek style Western democracy had been adapted, and morphed into Modern Meritocracy. And she’s not entirely sure why the Wor evolved along Roman lines with a single autocratic leader.

These things were never taught! Not in school, and not in the Garrison. These are her own personal observations of life, based on the territories in and around the Irish Sea. CandiCrush has travelled a lot, can speak some Welsh, and can cope with some elementary Irish and Manx. She’s seen all the local


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