[ And did you stamp out their culture, as the Cetagandans would do to us? Did you strip them of their name? To them, we'll be nothing more than the Ninth Satrapy - they'll root out the Vor, the Emperor, make us little more than their slaves...Was that the price of your Utopia? ]

Ah - forgive me for interrupting. But...who is we, in this story? I assume you work for - a government, a corporation...?