Our? Who is this our you are speaking of? I didn’t agree to go fight wars of conquest, to plunder natural resources, to enslave people, to ask to be made accustomed to living a life of grind, grateful to our debtors for the impoverished conditions of the world. You say “Our” because your slavedrivers have so properly brainwashed you into identifying their causes and travesties with what may actually be your own. Your life. There is no Our. There never was. That was the lie.