"But I do not see any workers."
"True, they were all destroyed in the rebellion against their masters."
"Then, where are the masters?"
"They were all destroyed in suppressing the rebellion of the workers."
"That must have been quite a fight," remarked Gud. "On which side were you?"
"My heart was with the workers," said the soul, "but my training and inhibitions were with the masters. Therefore, I was torn between opposing forces and was transfixed with horror and remained neutral, which is why I alone escaped destruction."
"Just what were you?" asked Gud, a little puzzled.
"I was a parlor sociologist," said the soul, straightening up proudly.
"I am sorry that you weren't either a master or a worker," said Gud, "for your wailing annoys me and it annoyed my dog. I think I had better destroy you now."
At this the soul cringed cowardly, and Gud was annoyed and turned to go, whereupon the soul started wailing more dismally than ever.