Forced labor camp

Black: What's the world you now.
White: You dont want to hear.
Black: Sure I do.
White: I dont think so.
Black: Go ahead.
White: All right. It's that the world is basically a forced labor camp from which the workers - perfectly innocent - are led forth by lottery, a few each day, to be executed. I dont think that this is just the way I see it. I think it's the way it is. Are there alternate views? Of course. Will any of them stand close scrutiny? No.
Black: Man.
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Black: And they aint nothing to be done about it.
White: No. The efforts that people undertake to improve the world invariably make it worse. I used to think there were exceptions to this dictum. I dont think that now.

The black sits back, looking down at the table. He shakes his head slightly.

White: What else do you want to talk about?

(The Sunset Limited, Cormac McCarthy)