>>5164979Yes, right, it would be foolish to run your mouth at your superior before you even had an agreement with your comrades.
With an official nod and salute, the Lieutenant turned and left. You all went back to work until, another half hour later, an alarm buzzed to signify that you could finally go to the mess hall and get breakfast. Once there, you show your ration cards in exchange for a bowl of beige slop, and sit down at the same table with the other three.
"So, what exactly did you want to tell us about the doings of the party?" sighed Eittner.
"I think that this new proposal is detrimental to the revolutionary cause. It's misguided and misdirected. Our nation has more pressing concerns!"
They look around at each other. "I think that factory managers ought to live with their workers in equal conditions. That still doesn't happen under the current system," said Stanislaw.
"That may be," you respond, "but there is no pressing need for it. Nor will there ever be- their equality regardless of former-class should always be first and foremost. This just reorganizes that for symbolic purposes-"
"And fails even at that in preventing the same sort of solidarity it claims to support among the productive and political sectors," finished Westinger.
You look at him. "Exactly," you say, "so you're on board?"
"I... agree with you. But I'm not sure exactly what you're proposing, Lubchin."
>I'm proposing that we attempt to get more involved with politics!>Well... I'm not sure. How about we request to sit in on a party meeting later this week? 