Very few people ever bother to find out what other people really think. They are willing to accept whatever they are told about anyone sufficiently distant.
It is a mistake to speak one's mind at any time, unless it perfectly matches your political purpose; and it never does. Best to strip all statements of real content, this is a basic law of diplomacy.
True intimacy does not consist of sexual intercourse, which can be done with strangers and in a state of total alienation; intimacy consists of talking for hours about what is most important in one's life.
That's a large part of what economics is—people arbitrarily, or as a matter of taste, assigning numerical values to non-numerical things. And then pretending that they haven't just made the numbers up, which they have.
The pleasure and stability of dining rooms has always occurred against the catastrophic background of universal chaos; such moments of calm are things as fragile and temporary as soap bubbles, destined to burst almost as soon as they blow into existence.
Horrible how the revolution was being portrayed on Earth: extremists, communists, vandals, saboteurs, reds, terrorists. Never the words rebel or revolutionary, words of which half the Earth (at least) might approver. No, it was isolated groups of insane, destructive terrorists.