for sale? Why not—in a ‘democracy’ governance is sold to the highest bidder, where votes are bids and bids are bought with empty* promises.
Votes, bought and sold—
“… But Trump is not the first businessman to learn the hard way that the techniques that worked in business can create an unholy mess when applied to running the country. In business, at least in the Trump view, there is a very obvious single bottom line to aim for. People, mainly employees, do as they are told if they want to keep their jobs.
The absence of even a scintilla of self-doubt is everything – if people don’t like it, they can lump it. The only rules are that winners make the rules …”
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—yet people will persist in desperately trying to preserve the notion that that their beloved vote actually has meaning. The above reportage has it right in at least one respect—
People, mainly employees, do as they are told if they want to keep their jobs.
—and who wouldn’t, won’t, didn’t and doesn’t?
“Won’t-didn’t-doesn’t what?” you ask.
“Sell their soul for a mess of potage,” is my smug answer.
“Mr Argus, Sir?”
“Yes, little Virginia, my beloved pestiferous wee innocent?”
“Democracy is where WE rule ourselves, Sir!”
“… … Democracy, my cherub, is where we go to the polls every 3/4/5 years or so to democratically elect our absolute dictators for the next 3/4/5 …”
Democracy is where you get to freely elect your very own medicine from a choice of Arsenic, Strychnine, or Cyanide. No?
Go on … I know you’d like to …
Democracy is a pack of wolves and a lamb voting on the menu for dinner…
* And the good thing about empty promises is that you can endlessly recycle them (they do, too—a functioning demonstration of perpetual motion.)