They were given the choice between becoming kings or the courriers of kings. in the manner of children, they all wanted to be courrier; as a result, there are only courriers. They gallop through the world shouting to each other messages that, since there are no kings, have become meaningless. Gladly, they would put an end to their miserable existence, but they dare not, because of their oaths of service.(from Kafka, "Courriers") - Slavoj Zizek, "Living in the End Times"