Somewhere at a dinner table. The son who looks upon his father as the victor of the west. He utters that daily question steeped in curiosity:

An you Dad, how did you spend your day in service of our cause?

After a pause, which might be a hint of an amount of independent thinking, but not really.

The father responds: I protected America by preventing poor people from reading enough books!

What a world we live in. Can't wait to see what's next.