When times are
out of joint, and
people sense that
democracy
can be trumped,
fascists emerge
from under rocks,
from dark alleys,
from the woodwork,
from mum’s basements,
sniffing the air,
noses twitching,
ready for new
opportunities.
When times are
out of joint, and
people sense that
democracy
can be trumped,
fascists emerge
from under rocks,
from dark alleys,
from the woodwork,
from mum’s basements,
sniffing the air,
noses twitching,
ready for new
opportunities.
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