Who doesn’t want respect? Whoever you are, you’d want—or need—respect, in one way or another. It doesn’t really matter whether you’re a “someone” in a semipolitical culture, or the new kid on the block … far, far away from home.
People will either respect you or not.
When everything seems irreversibly wrong, however, especially when you find yourself alone, do you still know how to respect yourself? Like, when the people you used to trust turned their back on you? Or—they simply showed you who they really are, only different from how you’ve known them?