The Few saw The People rise to this flame of hope. They threw fire engines, tear gas, lies and bullshit, all they had at their disposal. To allow this flower to blossom and flourish would have been the signing of their death warrant. Propaganda of the worst kind, energised on steroids, was brought to bear.
The Many rallied to a voice echoing their deepest feelings, their greatest dreams of a new tomorrow where empathy, honesty, truth, loving kindness and all the best human values would be respected and more importantly, rewarded. Continue reading When Truth Gets Crucified They Laugh and Curse A Tuneless Christmas Carol