Chapter Twenty Three: We demand our birthright backThe group assembled at the mountain retreat on the Narshall Peninsula were a mixed lot. They did not particularly like one another. In fact many loathed each other. Many despised one other. Most had contempt for each other. They had no sympathy for one another. They did not give a damn about each other's welfare or well-being. They felt themselves to be in a constant state of competition, of battle, of conflict, with each other, and the world.
And what were they fighting for? Freedom? Justice? Beauty? Truth? No, none of that. They were merely fighting for power, status, wealth, privilege, and as big a piece of the pie that they could get their hands on. No matter that they had already had their fill. What they wanted. What they needed. Wa
