Ursula Le Guin stands at the podium to accept her award.
“We live in Capitalism,” she says.
She looks out at the audience and raises her eyebrows and shrugs just a little.
“Its powers seem inescapable.”
Here she pauses a moment and looks up again folding her arms on the podium. She leans forward.
“So did the Divine Right of Kings.”
And here she stops for just a moment to let her words sink in.