Shame all you were allowed to say during those sessions were paragraphs from george soros' diary, but such is life in communist norway.

If only I could go bankrupt instead and lay my guns on my chest as I die because I can't afford insulin, and my countrymen condescendingly telling me I should've gotten a better job and not eaten avocado toast. That would be true freedom. Alas, I'm stuck here with an education, socioeconomic mobility, modern infrastructure and plenty of buying power. The shackles weigh heavy on my feet as I live every day in comfort and without worries other than what to have for dinner. But that's the burden we must bear in these socialist hellscapes.