@[member="Darron Wraith"]
Jorus snorted. "Peace over profit? Boss, I'm a Warden of the Sky. I've spent my whole life keepin' the spacelanes clear, but it doesn't pay the bills or keep my kid in diapers. It was either take a paycheck with the Pyre or work for the Hutts -- I'm sure as feth not in it for profit, with the expenses I've got. No offense, but you're the first Jedi I've ever met who didn't make it instantly clear to me that I'd get turned into a clone of every other Jedi if I signed up.
"That," he said reluctantly, "and I've been hearin' some awkward things about how the Jedi and the Republic are handling Contruum. And a few other places. When the Pyre adds a planet to the Protectorate, it's because were in fringe space and they want a protector, and we don't touch the local government much if ever. The Republic's lookin' awfully...grabby. On Contruum, my sources tell me yer basically backin' a terrorist uprising with radical classist roots. When it comes time for the land redistribution, lemme know. OP's got a great PR consultant, and you're gonna need one. See, workers' revolutions don't just see their one little planet in classist terms. They're gonna see the whole Republic that way. Maybe they'll pick the Jedi as the oppressive upper class, leechin' off the labor of the proles. Or maybe they'll see the Jedi as a disenfranchised minority an' the Senate as the oppressive elite. You never can tell with Mar'xists." Jorus grimaced. "Sorry, guess I been spendin' too much time around Linna Beorht.
"But, like...the Republic straight-up sacrificed tons of workers and untrained irregulars at Contruum. I'm hearing some real horror stories about NRI's crap there. Bombing assassinations? And dude, Cato Neimoidia?" The Warden ran his hands over his face. "Bro, I'm not wild about transit taxes, but just 'cause the government put a little transit tariff in place, you and your people went in and ripped up the planet, put your own little friend into power, straight up neocon poodoo. Like, the Jedi said 'oh, there's a planet whose government has this one policy we don't like, let's invade.' What? Like, seriously, what? You got played, bro. You got roped into some dark poodoo over there.
"Thanks for the advice. That's...actually really helpful. 'Making it happen' has totally been my focus, an' that's a problem. Not sure I could spell out what I already know. Lot of it didn't come to me with words. There was this Duinuogwuin..."