Everyone must submit himself to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which God has established. Romans 13:1
Elections are coming up. I’m finally old enough to vote. Too bad I won’t be around to cast it. Not like it wouldn’t be a futile attempt anyway. All this talk of conspiracy and rigged votes in the past and possible recurrences this March are giving my stomach a headache. I consider myself an optimist but this world is turning really ugly really quick. I suppose I wouldn’t care if I could just walk out
but since I’m emotionally blackmailed into staying here (as if there’s anywhere else I’d rather be). It’s really my own fault that I give a *censored* for my country. I keep telling myself it takes someone with an extraordinary blurf to stay in a place where corruption is rampant, accessible and disguised handsomely as utilitarianism (thank you Jeremy Bentham). Sometimes it’s hard to believe for the best when those in power keep choosing to jeopardize a nation for their own benefit. It surely causes one to wonder how doth these ruthless men of constant evil intent shut their eyes and slumber with peace while the victims of their selfishness lay awake trying to find a loophole in which they can outsmart the government for the sake of their families without being put in jail?
Though I cannot stand the oppression, the fact of the matter is, I can’t beat the system. But there is One who can.
He will save them from oppression and from violence, for their lives are precious to him. Psalms 72:14
As much as I’d like to curse the morally corrupt I suppose it really isn’t for me to decide who goes to hell and who becomes the devil’s bit*h. I want the same thing as anyone else; justice and peace.
Long live the PM.
Thinking of: Bon Jovi’s Runaway, Jane Austen’s Pride & Prejudice and Ryan Higa.