That’s a lovely way of interpreting things. Allow me to offer another:
This is an opening statement with no real substance to it, merely a claim to being telepathic (otherwise, you do not know what Samira’s thoughts are, merely her expressions of those thoughts. But you’re apparently far too lazy to be accurate in what you’re saying[1], so you just went for the incorrect version[2].)
This is a lie. It’s a lie borne of desperate self-deception, but it remains a lie. The Empire doesn’t consider merit, it considers fealty. As has been pointed out, if you correct your so-called ‘betters’, you get disciplined. That’s pretty much the opposite of giving consideration to merit. That’s giving consideration to power.
But that’s the entire structure of Amarr society, isn’t it? Right down to the Amarr faith itself: There’s holy scripture that says you have to obey the people in power. But where’s that holy scripture come from? Well, it comes from God. How do you know? The people in power said so.
The book that claims ‘you have to obey those in power’ is infallible because of unprovable claims made by the people who directly benefit from its infallibility. And that’s totally reasonable. That’s not shady at all, right? Convenient, though, isn’t it, that the book commands obedience to the people with the book? You never come across these holy scriptures that command utter obedience to some other schmuck, some guy who flat out says ‘that’s nonsense, don’t listen to the book’, do you?
No, it’s all a scam. It’s sucking up and currying favor until someone with power deigns to give you a little, and then sucking up some more to get ahead just that next little bit. Sycophancy, even over centuries, isn’t merit.
Then we get the bit that all of that builds to. Consider that fact—that all of that built to that question of ‘don’t they warrant more consideration?’, I didn’t feel it necessary to indulge myself in pointing out what a pathetic, self-serving, sycophantic little circle-jerk your society’s measure of value is, or what a hollow lie it is when you call that kind of kowtowing to the biggest swinging phallus in the room ‘merit’. But apparently, you’re so eager to smug it up that you can’t even realize I cut to the chase there, and needed to get slapped around with a cold dead fish for a few paragraphs, just the same.
Then you wank on a bit about the internal structure of PIE—and all of that is what it is. It’s your organization’s internal structure. I’ve never been a member of your organization, so I’m not exactly in a position to say ‘no, you’re misrepresenting this crap’, now am I? So I didn’t. What, you want a cookie for pointing out that I didn’t address a part of your post that would require inside knowledge I blatantly don’t have?
Eat a cow pattie and tell yourself it’s fudge, that’ll be as honest as anything else you’ve spewed in that post.
Oh, how privileged your rank and file should feel, to be allowed the honor of being your step-and-fetch bitches. After all, you’ve achieved so much, what with being born to the right families. How clever you were, how industrious, to make sure you popped out of that particular snatch.
Generational merit is, and always has been, the most efficient way to create entitled parasites who live off the industry of others. And you’re no exception. When’s the last time you led a fleet? When’s the last time you were an actual leader, instead of a stuffed frakking robe playing at being an Admiral?
Samira’s family did work hard for generations. And they were freed, but not because of that work. Not because of merit, but because another entitled prat born to power decided to use them as a political chess piece. The fact that she’s finally decided to think for herself is a testament to the success, perseverance, and sacrifices of those generations. And that you can’t dare to let yourself see that is one of the most pity-inspiring feats of stepping on your own cock that I have ever seen.
Now, again, this is all contingent upon your core assertion: that generational merit is greater than actual merit. Rather than be all long-winded and crap, I decided to just address the core assertion. Which I did. As a result, I didn’t think I needed to go and piss all over your entire pile of nonsense. But clearly, I am dealing with the brain-damaged here, so drink it down.
- Maybe you’re not! Maybe you’re just stupid! I don’t know, so I put ‘apparently’ in there to indicate a level of uncertainty. You see how that works? My, accurate use of language is a wonderful thing, isn’t it?
- This, of course, then gets defended with ‘you know what I meant’, when in reality, the only means anyone has to ‘know what you meant’ is the actual words you put down. We could, of course, assume that you mean what our minds would naturally leap to, but assumptions mean introducing room for error, and as the assumptions build up, that room for error multiplies again and again, until in short order, miscommunication is happening and both sides are getting angry at one another for not understanding. This way, I don’t have to get angry—I just accept that you’re being imprecise and call you out on it. You, of course, are free to go ahead and get angry if you like. I won’t even try to stop you. Why would I? It’s amusing when you do.