I have but a single response to any manner of loyalty test, oath of allegiance, or if-you-really-cared-you'd-agree call for confession.
That response is thus:
You either believe I'm your ally, or you don't.
You either believe I'm a good person, or you don't.
You either know I'd help you move, or you don't.
You either know I'd help you move a body, or you don't.
If chanting the loyalty jingle is all it takes to convince you, your judgement fucking sucks.
Oh, and you "neutrality favors the oppressor" chanters can not only fuck off, you can fuck off, fuck back on, and fuck off once more.
That "silence means consent" bullshit is not just bullshit, it's bullshit that completely contradicts consent culture.
That's right. It's not just about sex.
"Qui tacet consentit" didn't save Thomas More, and not a one of you fucks are Thomas More.
I'm a radical moderate centrist. Fucking deal with it.
I'm also an aging grunt that has learned the value of diplomacy.
I don't want a world where shooting everyone difficult is the default option, even if I could thrive in such an environment. So I learned to have tea with people I don't particularly care for without making faces at them.
And if you are in my domain, you will do so as well or you will take your leave.
Fucking deal with it.