The unimaginable happens to me and those close to me every October. This is the month where the “worst case scenario” is almost a guarantee. Here in Anarchtica, it is to the benefit of all elected officials that statistics are in the extremes…
If you are in front of a judge this month, you are guaranteed to be incarcerated for even the tiniest of infractions. Prisons are filled to the brim this month, as judges, district attorneys, and anyone else up for re-election can boast of their “high conviction rates”, “low crime”, and how they’ve “taken criminals off the streets”.
You are nothing more than a sacrificial lamb for their statistics. You’re not quite innocent, but you are *definitely* not the hardened criminal they make you out to be. You are run through the system as “just a number”…
…and your family can’t do a damn thing about it.
Come November, the incumbents will win in a landslide…
Why? Because those living a trouble-free life will buy into this PR bullshit.
The recipients of this heavy-handed justice aren’t allowed near a voting booth for at least 60 days. Their family’s spirits are too broken to even consider voting these jokers out of office, though they should anyway.
Their voices will never be heard and their stories will never be told.
It’s a win-win situation for the truly corrupt.
It’s set up that way.
Not to worry. All is fine in my world…
At least that I know of. There’s nothing pending for any of us.
It was finished in my war last year, where losing meant “losing everything”. Victory over that war came at an unimaginable price to so many people around me.
Like I said, this is the month where the “inconceivable” happens.
There are still the bad guys, and old scores to settle. New plots of retaliation. I sit quietly in the darkness, with my glistening blade, and wait for them to come.
Welcome to my dark and scary world.
I approach October with baited breath, apprehension, and all the bitterness of days gone past.
I hate October.
But bring it on anyway.