I express preference for a chronological sequence of events which precludes a violence.

Sheep are stupid, and have to be driven. But goats are intelligent, and need to be led.

Getting an education was a bit like a communicable sexual disease.

I can't stand any music that requires its singers to be so dumb they wear their baseball caps backwards.

And then you bit onto them, and learned once again that Cut-me-own-Throat Dibbler could find a use for bits of an animal that the animal didn't know it had got. Dibbler had worked out that with enough fried onions and mustard people would eat anything.

The theater troubled her. It had a magic of its own, one that didn’t belong to her, one that wasn’t in her control. It changed the world, and said things were otherwise than they were. And it was worse than that. It was magic that didn’t belong to magical people. It was commanded by ordinary people, who didn’t know the rules. They altered the world because it sounded better.

People whose concept of ancient history is the first series of Star Trek may be treated with patience, because it's usually not their fault they were reduced to getting their education from school.