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exploitation and distribution of drinking water, as well as the
companies for the production and distribution of food, he provided
the great majority of the people on the planet with a decent
life.
    Unemployment was minimal, the loans
comfortable. The water distribution system was extensive and
efficient. Food was expensive but readily available. And that was
what was most important. Cosmic Energy made all this
possible.
    In order for such a level of
prosperity of the State to be sustainable, people had to fulfill
only one condition: they had to spend. This is why at the beginning
of his rule he ordered the President of the State to enter into the
Constitution, into the first article, the following definition and
obligation:
     
    “The social order of the State of
Earth is Humane Capitalism. The fundamental value of Humane
Capitalism is consumption, because one person’s spending provides
work and income for another person. This is why consumption is the
constitutional obligation of each and every citizen of the State of
Earth.”
     
    It was not by chance that he called
his social system Humane Capitalism. In the entire history of
mankind only he had the right to do such a thing. Because he was
the most humane ruler of all times, there was no doubt about
it.
     
    “Who else provided his people with
water, food, cooling, transportation, education, healthcare, jobs…”
Mr. Kaella thought to himself. “Everything, absolutely everything
that a civilized person needs. And without any discrimination, on
any grounds. What else can you give a person? What? Thanks to
Cosmic Energy and my family, there haven’t been any wars in a
century.”
    “And what does this Pascal
Alexander want? He wants freedom, the right to choose, he says. To
buy what he wants or to not buy at all. To spend when he wants or
not to spend at all. Is that it?” The fuming Mr. Kaella shook,
alone in the enormous bed in the Presidential Suite, with his
entire elderly body.
    “And what about those people… what
about those companies whose products Mr. Aleksandar and his
Non-Consumers don’t want to buy, whose services they don’t need?
What will happen to those people and their families, Mr.
Alexander?! I ask you this! How will they earn money and pay their
bills for energy, water… What will they give their children to eat
when their companies go bankrupt because of you? What?! You
soulless selfish animal!”
     
    “I have to stop doing this,” Mr.
Kaella said out loud. “My poor body can’t take it
anymore.”
     
    For years he had tortured himself
by trying to understand the villains. Good cannot understand evil.
This was a simple fact that he must accept. But he can and must
fight against evil. And he will fight. Starting tomorrow, until the
final victory.

Chapter 12
    Prince Kaella was obviously wiser
than his father, at least on this night.
    “Events are taking their course,”
he thought. “The right course. Capable and loyal people are in
their positions, prepared to act.”
     
    Why should he trouble himself with
that anymore? Especially now, when she was finally there, just a
few floors beneath him. He could decide tonight, at any moment, to
get out of bed and to knock on her door within a few
minutes.
    Who knows, he might even do that.
Because this desire, this passion… he has never felt… anything
similar... so powerful. It was as though he had only now awaken
from some monotony, from some mist, nothingness, senselessness… in
which he had spent his entire life.
    Her body, her seething flesh…
exactly in the right spots, exactly where it should… simply forces
a man to lose his mind… to go mad!
     
    But no. Not only that. There are
such female bodies on every step, alright not exactly like that,
but similar. But there is no journalist, host, editor that looks
like that, while at the same time creating an evening news program
with record-breaking ratings.
    How much good she actually did for
his father, him, the Company and the