Stupidity.
Some days it was hard to believe the plain stupidity of the world.
Not to say it was anyone person who was necessarily the cause of it, it was just world in general.
Or at least that's how Tris felt about it.
It was stupid to put a couple of 16 and 17 year-old-teens in charge of a faction of thousands. It was stupid to think that you had to be vicious to be brave. It was stupid to force people to shoot other people.
It was all just so dumb it was unbelievable. Laughable, even.
And yet here they were.
With kids as young as ten in therapy with PTSD, and a hundred more bodies in the morgue because they couldn't take the guilt and decided to move on to: "exploring the unknown, uncertain place." as Eric had put it a Al's funeral.
With the cities being made up of more orphanages than apartments. With four "peaceful" factions under so much tension a war was inevitable and with everyone watching patiently as it happened.
It was dumb that the most logical, smart faction had started a war because of a misconception. And it was even stupider that only one faction was aloud to rule over the other three.
It was stupid that everyone thought that if you were brave you couldn't be nice, and if you were smart you couldn't be honest. And it was completely unbelievable the amount of power that was given to what was, basically, a personalitytest.
But, Tris had found, that if you wanted to live in this world you had to be able to deal with the stupid.
If you wanted to be leader, and a good one at that, you had to try and make sense of the idiocy and if you were in the public eye then well, sometimes you had to play dumb.
It was just the way this world, their world, worked.
And, rather scarily, Tris thought she could see how it had worked.
When one leader did something more noticeably dumb then the last guy, someone else came along and bobbed him off. Then someone else would take the previous guy's place and things would continue on. Sometimes this would lead to war. The war would be won and lost and everyone would either be dead or go home and the cycle would start again.
All throughout history this had happened. Tris didn't know why the founders of the factions had thought it would change because they separated people. If anything that might have just made things worse.
Because now there was more than just one leader to hold responsible and instead of just small differences amongst those people they were dealing with four large, solidified groups whose beliefs clashed violently with each other.
Tris found it hard to believe the founders hadn't foresaw something like this happening.
But then again maybe they had, and they were just so desperate for peace in their present that they couldn't bring themselves to give a damn about the future.
Tris found that she could understand that, even if it was rather dumb.
But then again, their world was run by stupidity, wasn't it?
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