My nine year old watched the debate and turned to me and said, “How can an election held in such an atmosphere of class conflicts, class enmity, and pressure brought to bear on the electors by the capitalists be called altogether free and altogether democratic? This debate is a farce. Only in a nation where there are no capitalists and no landlords—and, consequently, no pressure exerted by propertied classes—may there be an atmosphere of collaboration between the workers, the peasants, and the intelligentsia, free of pressure distorting their will.”