This has been a week in which the unelected ran amok, stomping on citizen’s rights, defaming, harassing, and helping to stoke up wars to keep us preoccupied or dead, preferably the latter. You can’t protest dead, and it eases the pressure on welfare, the health service, housing, and prisons in a single act.
Their power is awesome, and I use the word in its correct context. Their tools are the wrack and the screw. You shake your head resigned to fate, try to get to work on time, offer sympathy to friends who complain about unregulated authority, while all the time consumed by a feeling of exasperation unable to alter anything for the better. In my case it’s barely suppressed anger.
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