"They have turned the women of the Kingdom into prostitutes, some dressed in lamb's clothing selling themselves, others dressed impeccably pretending they're not selling themselves. No one wants to hear my poems except for you; those prostitutes just want to reach into my pockets and grab my gold coins! And the men of the Kingdom, they have been trained to become spiritual dwarfs, sheep under the rod, turtles in the pond, either licking the boots of nobles or the magic wands of mages, or chasing gold coins imprinted with the Emperor's face. Not only are they pitifully self-abased, but they delusionally believe that life should naturally be like maggots — like my father, for example!"
"I admit, I don't have the ability to deal with any of them, but I do have some other skills. So, I've decided to show them what I can do!"
