: "No", he corrects, "only so long as they remain productive".
: Meanwhile, Happy, that intrepid salesman who landed the deal on Flogian dashboard trinkets, is going ballistic on Pier 27 in San Francisco.
: "What the hell is this!?" he shouts, "I thought this was the land of opportunity! The holy land of free enterprise! What's the deal here?!
Why, Of course!
After all, nobody questions how all that black and dirty money dripping with blood is bought/sold and distributed/collected in the 3rd world stock markets. Capital's certainly a fine product, and questions fall on deaf ears. Why should they question the ethics of Flogian trinkets?