filk
When you think filk, you also think folk. Or I do, anyway. And recently, when I think folk, it’s been because my random writing music playlist has been bringing up Barrett’s Privateers more often than one might expect. (If you don’t know the song, you can hear
trope-a-day
War for Fun and Profit: Mostly averted; the major arms manufacturers can make just as much money, what with upgrades, exercises, and replacements, from the peacetime market, especially once ongoing Space Cold Wars and loss-of-inventory-due-to-privateers-and-military-risks premiums have to be factored into the equation. And the usual run of security companies,
trope-a-day
Privateer: Many star nations find potentially-disavowable and/or privately funded (i.e. Private Military Contractors) commerce raiders and other semi-official means of making war useful enough that letters of marque issued to shipborne mercenaries are still a standard part of the military toolbox in and near the Worlds.