Look. If you're really interested in understanding who I am - if you're really interested in understanding what I have to say - we can have that conversation. You're not exactly dripping with good faith, here, pal. But I'll do that. I will explain that to you. Probably not today. Because today I want to shove your head under a fucking steam tray. But we can make a date.
But unless you're as moronic and power-blind as General Sucks His Own Cock, you're not really confused about why I might make some fucking assumptions about you. About the actions of a group who - as you say - saw unfortunate kids on neglected planets and decided to force them to be soldiers. Maybe you didn't grab them out of people's arms. I mean - I bet you did, actually. I bet you did that all the time. But let's say you didn't. You took these kids, who had nothing, and you gave them no choice but to fight your war. That's not best for them. That's best for you.
So if you want to pretend to be taking me seriously and trying to have some reasonable exchange of ideas, don't treat me like a kriffing idiot. If what you cared about was the disenfranchised and impoverished, you could have found them homes somewhere that weren't your kiddy bootcamps. You could have organized demonstrations. You could have gone to the senators of any of those planets and made your grievances. You could have gone straight to Hosnian Prime and made your case. No one was stopping you from doing literally anything other than shoving helmets on kids without asking them what the fuck they wanted, and then blowing up an entire star system.
But you're right, I should really be more careful about not questioning what I hear about the First Order. I guess I might hurt someone's feelings.