He was naïve. Big Brother came to him, speaking sweetly of protection and promises. He listened, rapt.
Big Brother didn't follow through on his promises. Rights were crushed. Wars were fought-not his wars. Big Brother's wars. He still listened. He was still naïve.
People grew angry. He grew angry too. Big Brother lied with a smile on his face; he was betrayed with a kiss.
"You lie," he said. Big Brother didn't listen-he tried to silence his little brother. More rights evanesced; the resentment grew like a weed.
"Leave me alone," he said. He was still naïve. Big Brother didn't listen. He tried to pull his little brother back under the yolk of servitude.
He leveled a gun to Big Brother's head. Now Big Brother listened.
"Get out," he said.
"No," Big Brother replied. The ensuing fight was long and bloody.
He won.
He is no longer naïve