Saturday, February 27, 2010
In the emptiness created by circumstance, the invisible narrator and the foundations that constitute the parody of freedom meet to share the lament created by an erring justice system. In their cloistered existence, the narrator and the parody of freedom reveal their identity, with the realisation that not even freedom is safe from annihilation. Justice continues to smile patronisingly, allowing prosecutors to assert their position over innocence. Distances allude participants with the notion of protection and observers are guaranteed the pretence that ethics are an extension of impeccable judgement.