Nor does it altogether satisfy the conscience of the modern world to be told complacently that all this has been right and proper, the fated triumph of strength over weakness, of righteousness over evil, of superiors over inferiors.
This sentence challenges the self-serving narratives used to rationalize historical injustices and the subjugation of certain groups.
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