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Balance of power, checks and balance.
Who controls both ends?

Busy in Metropolis

Keep them busy and they will have no time to complain.
They may be smart and enlightened.
But if they are busy they will be quiet.

Hey! No! Stop!

Show me your papers or you are in trouble! Hey! Well, never mind.

No, stop, this isn't right.
Are you willing to loose your comfort?
Yes!

How about your life?
What life?

Folk to the punk.

To the punk, to the folk, to our rights as citizens.

History is funny.

If I'm gay, if I'm an atheist, if I'm just a normal person seeking a normal life.

No.

American Jihad.

What's you name? Why are you here? Why do you take that picture?
You can't walk here. You can't talk here. You can't travel here.

Show me your ID.

No funny ending.

IV

I'm tripping down memory lane:

with this

I was approximately zero (well, zygote to be exact) at that time.

But, later...

I've set foot in that building exactly once. It was a crappy disco then but it ended up being a harbinger.

Looking back now, I see there is a flood of the past which is always waiting to crash into the back of my mind.