Sean fiddled a moment with his hands "Yes....and no." he again picked his glass up sipping from it before continuing. "The Confederation failed when it started to take the needs of the few over the needs of the many." Sean slammed his glass down, perhaps a bit harder than he intended. "Those bastards at OSI and IRG aren't interested in us out here in the omicrons. We are only a resource to them. Livadia to produce ships. Freeport 11 for Iridium, Freeport 9 for its food." he paused once again "We need to go back to the Confederation before it was stripped of its agency and power. Before it was used as a cloak for the unsavory works of the corporate elite." Sean picked up his glass and drained it, holding it up gesturing to the attendant for another.
