The mob was thick with the modern zombie, every one of them a total misfire in the prefrontal cortex.
The mob could no more correlate ideas with concepts and facts than a coma patient can do math.
The brains of the mob had been short circuited by a relentless drip of provocative triggering words tied to messages relating to survivalism and ego.
The mob were all amygdala, all fear hormones and primitive impulses dressed up in slogans they became the contagious hosts of. To their potential vaccine - a logic, reason and empathy cocktail - they were entirely unwilling to accept it.
"Well," said Arc, "You do realise that shepherds use 'crooks' to get the job done, right? Protecting the sheep takes more than 'Little Bo Peep.'"
Once the criminal overclass, the elite rulers of society, made laws to criminalise the starving and abused workers. Now we come full circle. Now we feel the scorpion tail. This is the upside down world. Now the elites of the underclass, the mob, rule the overclass. That is how evolution works, social evolution too... if you go by darwinistic rules. The only way out now is the love-nexus, but who will listen to the Archangel in these apocalyptic days?