When the president called us in the Oval Office the only thing he wanted to know what had started the global hurly-burly.
After two hours brainstorming we unequivocally identified the initial spark: In early 19th century England an orphan boy named Oliver Twist asked for an extra portion of gruel. Now, we didn’t have enough time for finding out about gruel per se, but it must have tasted quite delicious to have remained the favorite food of so many for several decades. The gastronomy aspect of it carries no significance anyway, considering it was the impudent demand itself that led to the ensuing chaos.
Had the little bastard not asked for seconds, everybody would know their proper place and we’d have eternal peace.