The passions of a revolution are apt to hurry even good men into excesses.

There has been no shortage of revolutionary zeal from Ezra this evening. He's not happy, and he doesn't mind sharing it. There is a touch of the Toussaint L'ouverture's about his breast beating however, which does not bode well for the sustainability of his approach.

There's only so much grumbling that l'état can take before des mesures draconiennes become necessary...