"What would you have me do, Virginia?" he asked, "Help the bigot peddle his robot-hate? That can't be the way. Don't you feel anything at all when the reports of pogroms come in?"
Virginia Merrick shrugged. "Better they than we, Han."
"Has it occurred to you that our whole culture might collapse if Erikson has his way?"
"Antirobotism is natural to human beings. Compromise is the only answer. Precautions have to be taken—"
"Precautions!" exploded Merrick. "What sort of precautions can be taken against pure idiocy?"
"The founding board of Psychotechnicians—"
"No help from that source. You know that I've always felt the whole premise was questionable. On the grounds of common fairness, if nothing else."
"Really, Han," Virginia snapped, "It was the only thing to do and you know it. The Creche is the only safeguard the race has."
"Now you sound like the Prophet. In reverse."
"We needn't argue the point."