For Want Of…
I know that crime is a problem,
Your Majesty, I really do …
But without crime,
We’d have no criminals;
We’d have no miners;
We’d have no silverdisks;
The Machines would give us no drive sleeves;
Without drive sleeves,
Our spacefleet would go nowhere;
Without the fleet,
We’re not going to win this war;
And if we don’t win the damn war,
The Ravenok are going to come and eat us all.
So no, I can’t pardon your son for breaking a window:
That’s how young people enlist these days.