[A]fter an obstinate engagement, in which divers wounds were given and received, every soul of them was taken, and conveyed to the main-guard, where the commanding officer […] set them all at liberty […].

In Popperian terms, it demonstrates the necessitude of public debate.

But now, WASP's want their place in the multicultural sun. Social rituals are social rituals. If there is Kwanzaa, why not cotillions?

Like literally, the last line of the movie is a new plotline. It's a never-ending story, but with no luckdragon.