Chapter 152: Inflection Point (2)
Pitter-patter── pitter-patter──
Heavy rain still fell over Prozen.
Some called it Prozen's grief. Others sang of it as joy.
Minister Louis Marceau was dead. Assassinated by a bomb. It was violence that could never be justified.
And yet, thinking more deeply on it.
The tax hikes imposed by Louis Marceau and the Social Party may have been a form of violence in their own right.
When taxes steal tomorrow's bread from the mouths of the poor, they become robbery.
"Minister Louis Marceau was a stalwart shield and a great champion of our homeland, Prozen."
Professor Jean Pierre attended the memorial mass in a black suit. As the funeral was for a man who had served as a national minister, the mourners were numerous. The military and police security was suffocatingly tight.