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Who are you?

"As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good ol' way
And who shall wear the robe and crown?
Good Lord show me the way"
  
                               - Alison Krauss




Yes. Exactly who are you? That's my question to you. Yes you. No not him, her or them. I am talking to you and only you.

So its election time here in the UK. We have all manner of politicians and their elitist cronies now competing for my time. I will often attend all manner of conferences of the non political variety. Speak with all manner of people. Civil servants, advisors, and  wanabes.  Before me they sell, sell their bullet points, appeal to my inner soul. 


But where is the authenticity, the integrity, and self appointed authority  by which they speak, from their soapbox made of sand? Are they wanting me to trust them?  Sell my worthless soul to them?

"Thankyou for your talk. You speak so passionately. But please tell me, for I would like to hear from you -  why should we Trust you?"  I will  ask.

"Tell us about the ethics of the  Right to Anonymity, our Personal Protection, our Right to Privacy and our absurd Right to be Forgotten - Tell us the advice given to the state, the policy makers which  apply to all of us, all citizens  - yes tell us all"


“If I turn mine eyes upon myself, I find myself a traitor with the rest;” 
― William ShakespeareRichard II


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