"I just don't agree with this statement. What glory can the colonies have from the brilliance of the colonizers? It's just like how the steak and beer reserved for the British second-class clerks have no relation to the laborers who die by the railway tracks."
Mr. Chen's tone was as profound as a philosopher's.
Things will never truly only have a glamorous side, and colonizers could never be angels.
Behind the radiant images of Queen Victoria and the illustrious Edward VII lies the grand chess game between the UK, France, and Japan in East Asia, resulting in millions being displaced, hundreds of thousands of local soldiers dying in war, and many more laborers perishing from the oppressive heat, mud, and disease while transforming the primal jungles.
Countless families were shattered, and countless orphans wandered the streets.
"Sociologists like to call this situation a 5% developed society." Mr. Chen held up five fingers.
