The drama was there in all its lying beauty, of men and women who spoke for the little woman. What issued from their mouths were lies, lies, simply lies. And you switched channels every time they did their refrain or shut off the TV. Yet there was a corner of the mind that said: defending her was their bread and butter, Yes, like you, they have a job to do.
Dirt was all around. Corruption at the highest levels. We looked, shaking our heads. at her demeanor in front of the people or on television, citing statistics of economic progress. But then why was poverty, as now, all around?
More brown gods fled and were fleeing with their bounty. Jocjoc and his cohorts, the pork eaters, the ZTE broad band bribe takers and a host of other denizens that fed on the people's money.
God was watching? He has always been watching? Yes, the God of small things and the big things, in his white robes. was on his throne looking down?
The eyes of the Almighty are alert, sharp and wide open. He will make judgment: the tablet of decision, harsh, irreversible, will come down from the mountain.
But the highest court of the land let her go, that bitch.
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