Mister Jordan?” Came the genteel, restrained voice of a more senior gentleman in the front of the canoe.
“Yes, General?”
“Shut up.” The General said curtly. “You’re scaring the fish.

Christ asked people who follow him to be the voice for the voiceless - not to wire their mouths shut.

Voting on things is democratic, yes - but not on deciding on whether or not people should be equal or have human rights. That isn't democracy, it is mob rule.

Everybody should be equal in a democracy - that is the nature of a democracy.

Literary Agent: “I meant manuscript wise.”
Tina: “Ohh. Um, yes. I’ve brought a few with me, just some rough drafts. (shuffle, shuffle) You might say something of an experiment.

If men could become pregnant - or be legally raped, or understand the unsubtle differences between 'yes' and 'no', i am certain you would soon see them change their tune about abortion and the treatment and trivialization of the suffering of rape victims.

Ex ‘Fleet man?”
“He was a full Commander, last I heard, sir.”
“Interesting.” Falconer commented. “Get me his specs. If I have to take him aboard my ship, I want to know all about him.”
She swallowed. “Yes sir.”
Falconer returned his attention to Nordyke.
“What’s their location?”
“They’re about a week outside the Hermes system, Captain.”
“Helm, set a course – best possible speed!”
“Um – sir, we’re on conversion drive at the moment.” The helmsman reported.
“I know, Linson – d’you think I’m senile?”
“No, sir – I…” The young helmsman stammered.
“I did say ‘best possible speed’, didn’t I?”
“Yes, sir.