But then, what else is a conversation. Isn't the best sort of interview a lot like one of those? Armand holds onto his answer for a moment, considering its value, considering where its going, what flaw Daniel might find in it, what criticism might be levied his way, whether he would find the kind of pleasure in it he has before or if it would serve to wall them off from one another. But also, who cares.
"The pleasure is derived from satisfaction," after a moment. "Removing certain kinds of people from the world, that being, the recklessly powerful who answer to none but themselves. Passively and actively harmful to the world's state of affairs. Removing them encourages a different global trajectory. Or so I like to imagine."
It will take longer than thirty odd years to prove itself. But he's patient when it comes to his projects.
"And," because he isn't a saint, getting ahead of it, "it brings me pleasure to watch them try to survive, and give up the effort. If they could run that little bit faster, draw more air into their lungs. If they were stronger, or more resilient, all the things they believe they are."
He had told Madeleine something like this: all humans think they're the exception.
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But then, what else is a conversation. Isn't the best sort of interview a lot like one of those? Armand holds onto his answer for a moment, considering its value, considering where its going, what flaw Daniel might find in it, what criticism might be levied his way, whether he would find the kind of pleasure in it he has before or if it would serve to wall them off from one another. But also, who cares.
"The pleasure is derived from satisfaction," after a moment. "Removing certain kinds of people from the world, that being, the recklessly powerful who answer to none but themselves. Passively and actively harmful to the world's state of affairs. Removing them encourages a different global trajectory. Or so I like to imagine."
It will take longer than thirty odd years to prove itself. But he's patient when it comes to his projects.
"And," because he isn't a saint, getting ahead of it, "it brings me pleasure to watch them try to survive, and give up the effort. If they could run that little bit faster, draw more air into their lungs. If they were stronger, or more resilient, all the things they believe they are."
He had told Madeleine something like this: all humans think they're the exception.
"So, to answer your question: somewhat."