“ That's the first rule of survival in enemy waters: volunteer nothing. ”
First the priests arrive. Then the conquistadores.
~ James Clavell
Why is she afraid? he asked. She's not Anjin-san. Just a little nervous. Please excuse her. She's never seen a foreigner close to before. Tell her when the moon's full, barbarians sprout horns and fire comes out of our mouths like dragons.
Without trade the world will become what it was once—a hell where only the strongest arm and the heaviest lash was law. The meek will never inherit the earth. Aye, but at least they can be protected by law to live out their lives as they wish.
Listen, if you want peace you must learn to drink cha from an empty cup.
