"Be on the look out for arsonists, Tia. Someone's kiosk was set on fire thisafternoon in the Teiban Market."
Savana quietly added between bites of her calorie laden entree.
"Yes I heard about it."
I said offering up a nod of confirmation.
"To be honest I am surprised there hasn't been more destruction."
"Some fellow was ranting that it was the doing of the Priest Kings. Punishment for not going to their temples regularly."
Savana said setting the prong down, she reached for a bit of bread and buttered it."For some reason they are trying to instill an illogical hysteria into the lower castes."
"Yes I don't agree the motives, yet you can not deny, they do seem to be effective. I went to Temple last evening and it was filled to capacity."
A sip of my own honey infused tea was captured before stating the obvious.
"You can't blame people for being scared and upset, seeking some type of leadership and guidance. They need something to believe in, now more than ever."
The disarming topic caused me to actually forget about Mika's presence, that is until he spoke.
"Effective? How much did you donate when you attendedtemple, Tia? More than you normally do?"
"Yes effective."
I replied an assertive nod meeting his incredulous tone.
"As I said I do not agree. Yet I ask you are their methods that different than our elected leaders? The current Administrator rules with intimidation and fear. Yet Idon't hear you questioning them. I suppose it comes to down to the fact that you don't question their authority Mika, because lets face it, doesn't affect you. Not like it does me."
The tea taking on a bitter taste, the cup placed to the table.
"I have been a recluse far too long Tia..When the time comes, I will question both. I suppose then, nothing has really changed. Ar has used the distraction tactic for years"
"Corruption has a way of revealing itself by the stench it leaves behind. Things will become clear in the end."
Savana added, I assume attempting to diffuse the lethal topic.
"If not now Mika, then when, you see I don't have the luxury of being a recluse."
I departed their company without apology.
An entire hand later I document the conversation, motivated by two reasons, one being that I am unable to completely remove it from my increasingly disturbed conscience the second more important reason, I don't want to forget his cavalier attitude for I feel it represents the majority of the High Caste.
I am helpless to deny that the temptation to place the entire blame upon Mika is great, for is handsomely accessible target.
I know in some respects the placement of blame is not entirely logical yet as the hands pass and the bile of discontent continues to build threatening to completely choke me in its attempt to find an outlet, I am without logic for I do blame him both publicly and privately for not using his power and authority to extract a change. I am aware of the fact that there are those that would defend him, stating it is understandable that he does not wish to do anything to jeopardize his entitled existence. Others still would leap at the opportunity, pointing out the contributions his ancestors have made upon the City.
They are the worst type of fools.
To offer up excuses in order to justify not being involved is something I consider ignorant.
The conversation not only made me see Mika in a different light, it also served to feed my own resolve.
The time for quiet compliance has officially ended.
The blind eye demands to be opened, the deaf ear made sharper.
No longer shall I allow the corrupt hand of injustice to govern my actions.
The time is upon us that the culpable are made aware of these things they blatantly chose to ignore.
The welfare of the people is the ultimate law.
So it is written so it shall be done.
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