DAY 41 – Sept 12 getting snarky now feel it distant thunder can you hear the drums of discontent (Fernando) the citizens are up in arms and restless all out of patience and of calm tempers even of the brave begin to fray what’s that click from not too far away that’s the safety off and the gloves and the kevlar and the questioning steps up about the way rejecting of the map and of the play divide and conquer doing its best invidious comparisons doing the rest arguing the test spreading the fear making the whine of get-me-out-of-here the loudest vocal in the choir pressure mounting on the weak and on the strong to stay on song to move it along who cares if it’s wrong it’s all taking far too long they say won’t wait another day they say don’t believe there’ll be a price to pay they say we’ll be okay they say.

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