Also in one of the the newer films two grunts are walking around on patrol. They hear Kylo Renn having a hissy fit, turn around and walk the other way.
Life, uh, finds a way.
Note: this isn't going to look like the Civil War in the 1860s with pitched battles. It's more likely going to look like The Troubles or La Violencia
While backpacking in Europe I spent a week in France. I got in the habit of starting conversations with "parlez-vous anglais?"
Next stop was Germany. After getting off an early train and trying to book the next leg, I asked the ticket attendant, "sprechen sie anglais?" She stared at me for a moment and responded in crystal clear English, "You mean, do I speak English?"
Or even more innocently, at the bachelorette party someone pointed out the event was set up wrong on Facebook, and she had to delete it to start over.
At least at the Faires I've worked at no one cares.
In fact, I have a second-hand anecdote that one faire staff has a screen accurate combadge inside their doublet. When they see people doing stuff like this, they run over and pull them aside. They would whip out the badge and get in their face. "Does the Prime Directive mean NOTHING to you?! This is an uncontacted pre-warp civilization. You are ruining YEARS of undercover research! Who is your captain? I'm going to have your court martialled if you don't get under cover FAST."
That proposal sounds pretty modest, IMO.
Oh man, that's the good shit right there! Ride that dopamine wave.
Shut up, Diogenes
So THAT'S how it fascinates women.