Subject beings subjective under subjectivity

Dear D

Today’s Tory tale goes about the agelessness of how our wonderful race condemns people who speak or act, on what the majority thinks and believes but does not dare to say. Where the ones in power, walk the moral high ground with no horizon in view, huddled up in a safe crowd of unhinged ego trippers. There are people who believe in being coherent with reality. Rings a bell right…

Remember when you got kicked out of Florence…but welcomed in Naples. Politics, values implied by the party in power. We have people flying to the moon, preparing to live on Mars but still, we go without acknowledging that people function the same as centuries ago or more accurate since the dawn of time. So getting to the point, I as a young lash was a big fan of an Irish singer named Sinead O Connor. She ripped apart an image of the pope in her show, to show her disgust at his silence in the matter of sexual and phycological abuse by his priests and prominent followers and penitents.

That was in the early 1990s, 66 years before a woman called Violet Gibson shot the fascist Mussolini, leader of Italy. She missed by a bit her target (only managed to scrape his nose) and he got to do with history as he pleased. Violet got shipped to her homeland England. Thrown into a psychiatric facility, where she perished. Today her relatives are in collaboration with the authorities, putting up a placate to honour her name.

For Sinead goes, she has been proven right after journalists uncovered in Boston the outrageous cover-up by the Vatican. Both women were declared insane at the moment of their acts, but when years passed proven right and honoured. That is in short the power from the few over the many, everybody knew but no one dared to step out of line. The line drawn by those same few in power.

Political systems, inherent to their names and or justifications, do not function. Therefore people in smaller communities should start using the Natural Code Management. Again I call upon all the geeks, gaffers, grandma s and other glorious g string wearers (just to make the circle wider) please read, ask and code with me so that one day our planet will be run by all for all.

May harmony find you,

Irena Phaedra

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