Relax, close your eyes, and listen ....
A young man in a farmyard is screaming, begging for mercy. The dark hearts surrounding him reply in expletives punctuated by thumps. Now, in perfect sync, the yelps keep time to the thud of metal on flesh. Then, the whip of nailed cudgels attenuate the wailing. Body music carries the movement - a sinew tears from kicking, a bone cracks under iron, and flesh sucks the puncturing nails. Towards the end of the performance, a diaphram-gasp, as life itself is chased from the body.
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And there is not a group on this island, that cannot find this exact situation in their own near history. With the exception of the Labour party, maybe. And that is a bloody sight more worrying.
Any group, including the so called knights of this that and the other have had their hand in just this picture. While any involved in political control on this island have used exactly this method.
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