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"Discipline requires enforcement," Andrijana pointed out, "and enforcement requires cooperation, at least from the upper echelons. You can see how well that would work." She had very little real power, at the end of the day, and she knew it. Central Office had all but abandoned her here in the middle of nowhere - a move she thought was definitely intentional - and even the others in management here at Ĭtpraṽmår showed very little deference to her. And of course, she couldn't count on the inmates to back her - she was the enemy, as far as they were concerned, emblematic of the very prison that held them. "What would you propose? I've heard Taiyou prisons are run in a very authoritarian way - how does that actually work out, for rehabilitative purposes?" She'd never been able to make any visits to other systems, let alone other galaxies, to learn how other prisons operated - what to do, what not to do. She'd seen half of the TNG's facilities in one capacity or another, and while none of them were particularly pleasant places to be, or particularly smoothly operated, this one was solidly in the bottom half. Not the worst facility by far. But rife with corruption that nothing she tried to do had ever been able to stifle or prevent, and the site of disastrous riots and escapes more often than should ever be possible.