i can defend the ruling party's actions to my mum, who is an out-and-out opposition supporter. i can justify the opposition's actions to my dad, who is and has always been a government yes-man. but what i cannot do is find something to believe in that doesn't ultimately fulfill the etymology of the word "politics"-- poli meaning many, tics meaning... well. little bloodsucking parasites.
the whole bundle of contradictions that our government is. don't tell me that they're always right when i can already see at first glance such humongous contradictions in their reasoning. in the reasoning and logic of their finest and best specimen to boot, no less.
that, incidentally, is probably spoken with the same tone of voice as a modern day captain ahab would use when he talks to his favourite whale. with, of course, the requisite emphasis on said whale's last name.
dick.