Ozymandias let out a breath of relief. Were they really moving on from the subject? He didn't entirely trust that this question wasn't just a roundabout way to eventually spring the same trap on him as before, but at least for the moment it appeared he'd left this issue behind him.
"That is the question, isn't it? And time will tell," he said with a nod. "I think in long view, we're going to see more liberal candidates and policies favored. But our political system has so much inertia — some of it by design. Historically what you tend to see, in England or elsewhere, is that if changes are made too rapidly the system self-corrects to slow things down. Two or three forward-looking leaders, followed by a regressive one. That," he leaned in slightly as she had done earlier in the conversation, "Or things topple over into revolution. But as to where we are in that, whether there's an appetite for more change or we'll end up snapping back first, that's the sort of thing one can only speculate about until after the fact."
Was she asking to determine whether he thought her own son had a chance of winning? Oz didn't know him well, but personally didn't find it very likely; everything he had heard about him made it seem as though he spent as much or more time talking to the masses than to the voting population. Christabel would approve, no doubt, but at the end of the day (or at least at the end of the election) what really mattered was who voted for each candidate.
"What do you think about it?" he asked, and realized it was the first time in the conversation he'd asked her a question. Did that make him seem rude or self-centered? Maybe, but in fairness she hadn't left him much room for it up until now.
"That is the question, isn't it? And time will tell," he said with a nod. "I think in long view, we're going to see more liberal candidates and policies favored. But our political system has so much inertia — some of it by design. Historically what you tend to see, in England or elsewhere, is that if changes are made too rapidly the system self-corrects to slow things down. Two or three forward-looking leaders, followed by a regressive one. That," he leaned in slightly as she had done earlier in the conversation, "Or things topple over into revolution. But as to where we are in that, whether there's an appetite for more change or we'll end up snapping back first, that's the sort of thing one can only speculate about until after the fact."
Was she asking to determine whether he thought her own son had a chance of winning? Oz didn't know him well, but personally didn't find it very likely; everything he had heard about him made it seem as though he spent as much or more time talking to the masses than to the voting population. Christabel would approve, no doubt, but at the end of the day (or at least at the end of the election) what really mattered was who voted for each candidate.
"What do you think about it?" he asked, and realized it was the first time in the conversation he'd asked her a question. Did that make him seem rude or self-centered? Maybe, but in fairness she hadn't left him much room for it up until now.
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