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intellectual development was to have nothing much to do and nothing to do it with.
He and be more peaceful.'
Teppic winced. 'To be honest, I'm not sure,' he said. 'But I don't think so. They've got something they do it with, I think it's called a mocracy, and it means everyone in the whole country can say who the new Tyrant is. One man, one-' He paused. The political history lesson seemed a very long while ago, and had introduced concepts never heard of in Djelibeybi or in Ankh-Morpork, for that matter. He had a stab at it, anyway. 'One man, one reached the crest of the dune, gazed with approval over the rolling sands ahead of him, and began to think in logarithms. 'What's Ephebe like?' said Ptraci. 'I've never been there. Apparently it's ruled by a Tyrant.' 'I hope we don't meet him, then.' Teppic shook his head. 'It's not like that,' he said. 'They have a new Tyrant every five years and they'do something to him first.' He hesitated. 'I think they ee-lect him.' 'Is that something like they do to tomcats and bulls and things?' 'Er.' 'You know. To make them stop fighting