To Repeat.

As I said, much like many people throughout history I am powerless here. Of a marginalized and legally vulnerable group, like the beggars and old widows swept up in the witch hunts as always first usual suspects. But this case might end up differently now because unlike many of them I have fate on my side. And those three things which are important for some reason. The fact they were trying to take away my car even though I have more business driving than most of the people in the city I live, the fact they were picking on a poor defenseless man and boy with Cerebral Palsy who was only trying to live his life and the fact it was they who drove me to all those attempts and thoughts of suicide, not because I am a danger to myself. Probably important for the reason that there is a record of all of that somewhere. And I would gladly stop and live what's left of my life when it's over with. But it will never be over for me because I will always have to assume someone is lying to me. Even when they assure me and even when it results in someone getting hurt. But much like in that ironic Shakespeare that came out in 2004 the tables may have turned in an unexpected and ironic way. They had every chance to show mercy and because they didn't it is now they that will have to pay that price. So now we will wait and see. And I will just continue to play my role like I always did.