As delivered before the Galactic Council of Earthly Affairs, Earth
My esteemed colleagues, and citizens of this proud Republic…
There comes a time in every civilization when it must make a difficult, but necessary, choice.
The choice between ungoverned chaos… and lasting peace.
Between the illusion of personal power… and the security of collective
order.
We stand now at such a moment.
There are those who argue that every citizen must be armed — that to carry instruments of war is to be free.
But I ask you: Is that freedom? Or is it fear — masquerading as strength?
A society where every man is judge, jury, and executioner… is no
society at all.
It is anarchy — romanticized by radicals, exploited by criminals.
The idea that power must be distributed among the many —
indiscriminately, without oversight — is not liberty.
It is recklessness.
You do not give thermal detonators to children and call it
empowerment.
You do not hand out blasters in temples and expect serenity.
No. You centralize. You organize. You trust your institutions.
I have heard the cries of those who resist even the slightest measure
of restraint.
They cloak their selfishness in noble words — “rights,” they say.
“Resistance.” “Tyranny.”
But what they truly fear… is unity.
They fear that without their weapons, they are ordinary. Accountable.
Equal.
They fear the day when their violence is no longer a trump card.
Let me be clear: Weapons are the tools of war.
And if we are ever to have peace — lasting peace — then the instruments
of war must be in the hands of those trained to wield them.
Not scattered among the anxious, the angry, and the unstable.
A well-governed people need not be armed. They need only be protected.
And protected, you shall be.
We will build a system — strong, elegant, and enduring.
A galaxy free of fear.
Free of crime.
Free of chaos.
And to those who say, “But what if the government turns against us?” I ask:
What kind of government fears its own people?
The kind you elect? The kind you trust? The kind I
represent?
No, my friends. These fantasies of resistance are relics of a violent
past.
What we need now… is order.
Let us lay down our weapons — not as a sign of submission — but of confidence. Of maturity. Of hope.
Let us entrust our safety not to scattered militias, but to a
unified, accountable authority.
A central power — tempered by wisdom, not passion.
For in unity, there is strength.
And in strength… there is peace.
So I say to you:
Let us choose peace. Let us choose progress.
Let us lay aside the tools of war… and embrace the tools of governance.
And may order be with us. Always.