MALICE IN WONDERLAND
“In a few short days we may be
witness to the death of a Republic, the fading glimmer of a truly golden age.
In our life time we have been witness to an age of wonder my friends, we have
gone from horses to walking on another world, from party line telephones to the
near magic of television and the cell phone. We have seen the world change
before our eyes, and have discovered the true cost was far more than we were
told, we have discovered the hopes we had for our children and their children,
the legacy of freedom and liberty slowly but inexorably rendered impotent,
removed from our hands to be replaced with a dark specter of helplessness. We
have seen this wonderland that we built with our own love and labor, nurtured
in our hearts and hands, created from the earth beneath our feet, rendered a
dense and dismal darkness in the hands of incompetence and arrogance. The trust
we had in the system to watch over us while we labored in the fields, created a
land that we no longer recognize, that no longer recognizes us as sovereign
citizens, betrayed that trust in wanton greed and the unmistakable hunger for
power. However when the golden goose is
laid upon the table for the final feast, we all will starve in the cold and
dark.
There
is a term in the world of jurisprudence, “malice aforethought” that is
generally defined as the deliberate premeditation to commit a willful act
without legal justification or excuse, a malicious design to injure…” The
astute and discerning citizen cannot help but make the distinction the last few
years fit that description quite well. For those who understand this concept no
explanation is necessary, for those who, for whatever reason or excuse cannot
understand it, no explanation is possible.
The sociopathology
of the political dictator’s mind cannot grasp the
notion he, or she, can be held accountable, that the invulnerable shield of the
ego will suffice to ward off the slings and arrows that are surely waiting.
History has a penchant for disabusing that notion.
In a
few short days we will bear witness to the death of our Republic, or the
granting of a reprieve, a stay of execution as it were. I fear the damage that
has been done cannot be undone, not in our lifetime. I grieve for what was, and will never be again.”
D. de London,
Author/Historian
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