when you can't wave the Flag of any of the usual combatants: each wanting to "return to" some magical status-quo-ante (each tribe with own variant of Rose-color.)
(None of that worked out, of course; the plutocrats stole everything portable Or stationary, etc. But we must preserve Farmily Valuez ... and chestnuts roasting by an open fire.)



But THIS time, doing the same stupid shit: will turn out *differently.