Little Yurt on the Steppe

On the road to Cyberia I took a wrong turn and ended up on the Great Eastern Plains. Fortunately, a group of Khalkha nomads took me in and taught me the secrets of life on the steppe. Now, I sit in my yurt, eating mutton dumplings and drinking a weak milk tea as I recount my tales of this Mongolian life.

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On democracy

You know how Communist revolutionaries always used to insist on having a dictatorship of the proletariat (which in effect was a dictatorship of the Party) because they argued that the working class had to be shown what its interests really were?

Yeah, it's kind of like that.

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