"Our Sorcerer Supreme, Mr. Li Ang, has agreed to become king of Krakoa."
Emma Frost, the White Queen, made the announcement at the meeting.
Reactions varied. Li Ang had saved them, but not everyone agreed with the decision.
Only the White Queen, Storm, and a few others seemed calm. They had close ties to Li Ang.
"However, the Sorcerer Supreme won't stay in Krakoa all the time, so we'll still handle day-to-day affairs ourselves."
Emma Frost's words reassured the group.
After all, Mutants wanted to establish their own nation to gain freedom.
They no longer wanted anyone controlling them.
But to Li Ang, that was just something they told other Mutants.
Once they had a nation of their own, the people sitting here would stand above everyone else.
The freedom they spoke of was freedom for themselves.
Even Professor X thought that way.
Mutants governing Mutants sounded wonderful.
But who actually wanted to be governed?
And what gave these people the right to govern them?
Liberalism was the greatest con of all.
The question wasn't what liberalism claimed to mean, but what problems it actually solved.
Liberalism had emerged during Europe's Age of Exploration.
At the time, in the empire on which the sun never set, only a small number of nobles and royals could engage in the slave trade—the notorious "triangular trade."
The capitalists weren't having that.
They wanted a share of that profitable business too, and so "liberalism" was born.
What they wanted was the freedom to sell enslaved Africans...
Not the lofty "freedom" they talked so beautifully about.
How tragic that this robber's version of liberalism could still be treated as gospel.
Society had bestowed a kind of sanctity on the word "freedom," making it sound noble and just.
Plenty of people shouted about "freedom" and rallied