Socrates sits in the greek senate growing tired of the Martian Ekklesia, They had been campaigning for more and more rights for Martians and it was just about the last straw. His friend Parmenides had been trying to talk him down off this ledge, he had accused Socrates of being xenophobic. Preposterous he thought... these are ACTUAL aliens! Over and over in his head he practiced his speech "Let the stars remain their own council. In Athens, our Senate's wisdom emerges from the union of shared values and ancestral knowledge. Unity thrives when we tend to the hearth of our own heritage." His turn never came though because the Martians took up the whole session petitioning for Anti-Gravity Sandal Subsidies. He was absolutely fuming.