A little allegory might help to illuminate the ideas submitted in this thread, as clearly, many don’t (or are unable to) grasp true Socratic thinking.
There is a world called Tulipsia. This world is quite small and consists of one large country called Herdia and one small island called Socratai.
The 2 places are very different. Over 95% of the world live in Herdia. It is a very unpleasant place. Full of people viciously competing amongst themselves to out do each other, but in a way that appears that they are actually helping one another. It is rather like Dante’s hell. A place where people have cut down all the trees to build identikit homes. Mass factory produced food is injected with hormones to feed the ever expanding population. A dense smog hangs permanently over the country, which effects the ability of the people to clearly think. Rather like a smog on the brain. The Thought Police, who control Herdia add mind-numbing chemicals to this smog so that they can keep the population suitably in check.
For the people in Herdia, although life is grim, they daren’t make the long and gruelling journey to Socratai. They are told by their Thought Police that the Socrataiins are deranged thinkers and cannibals who enjoy nothing better than dining on the sweet delicacy of Herdian flesh. That said, there is quite a thriving trade between the 2 countries. Herdia exports smog filters, which are needed by Socrataiins to keep their island from becoming polluted from the dense clouds that drift across from Herdia. In exchange, Socrataiins write options, which are always in great demand.
Unfortunately, Herdia runs a substantial trade deficit with Socratai. The Socrataiins, being of generous nature regularly write off this debt.
The Socrataiins are a very small group of people who have undertaken the extraordinarily difficult journey from Herdia. Once they found this paradise island, they determined that it must remain so & not become destroyed by greed, avarice and poor thinking. They built magnificent cultural buildings, the like of which had never been seen before. These buildings blended perfectly with the scenery and were of extraordinary aesthetic beauty.
Although the Socrataiins are less than 5% of the world population, they earn 95% of the wealth. Now the Socrataiins have the genius necessary to take 100%, but they realize that this would create enormous jealousy and that they would be eventually invaded by the Herdians. They gather together regularly for collective meetings of thought and permit Herdia to continue to believe that Socratai is an island of deluded lunatics and narcissists, a truly unpleasant place. They also, now & again write an option which loses a modest amount so that the Herdians can continue to feed themselves.
Socrataiins enjoy an Elysian life, but one they are determined to keep. Even now, they are building a truly astounding defence shield, which one day, will be needed to boomerang away the enormous influx of Herdians, who are, even now, beginning to gather at the gates. 😀 😀