In the fable of mediated revolt there is a conglomeration of conspirators and a conflagration of the unwanted. A united authority protects the realm of power in an assertion brimming with misconceptions. Language is butchered before civilians to allow no argument for discrepancy between collateral damage and spilled blood. In the purple sea between the continents, shades of brown on splintered wood are embellished on agreements that deride declarations of human rights. In democracy and democratic revolutions, blood is retained as proof of success and the epitome of protection, neatly bypassing the necessity of debating the reign of a tyrranical majority.