In my Wonderland, there was a rebellion. Freedom for the people, they wanted. No more oysters, no more tea, free to read and learn and live. You know what their biggest problem was? Aside from all being mad as boxes of rabid frogs. Incoherence. Inconsistency. No two could agree and not even a one could keep going on one thought. Possibly because they were frequently frequenting my tea shop. But no matter. They all thought they did the best things, and they talked and talked, and then poof. Nothing. They could never agree. The Dodo and the Caterpillar. Thinking the Carpenter was key.
See, I'm the Mad Hatter, I played both sides, saw the bigger picture. Helps me see the patterns here for what they are. Fragile houses of cards, just waiting for the right push.
And oi, less of the peasants, you aint got a throne here, your Majesty.