It would be a lot simpler, Vimes thought, if this was a story. A sword is pulled out of a stone, or a magic ring is flung into the depths of the sea, and with general rejoicing, the world turns.
But this was real life. The world didn’t turn, it just went into a spin. It was Koom Valley Day, and there wasn’t a battle going on in Koom Valley. But what was going on here wasn’t peace, either. What was going on… well, what was going on was committees. It was negotiation. Actually, as far as he could tell, it hadn’t even got as far as negotiation yet.

– how the world changes | Terry Pratchett, Thud!