Policrook

Justice is Blind — If You
Put a Bag Over Its Head First

Welcome to the nightmarish circus of politics, where integrity takes a knee, ethics draw their last breath, and justice drapes itself in the stench of complicity.
What if we told you that the gavel of the law could be wielded by your personal puppets - judges, prosecutors, and police chiefs?
This isn’t a fairy tale; welcome to the grotesque reality where the only things that truly matter are loyalty and a certain brand of blind ambition.
Let’s peel back the layers of this sordid scheme.
You know what law school doesn’t teach?
Accountability.
For the unscrupulous politician, this is a feature, not a bug.
We’re not hiring judges based on their legal acumen or their commitment to justice; we’re assembling a band of loyal foot soldiers, a loyalist’s dream team.
When your understanding of governance hinges on assembling a cadre of ‘Yes Men’ rather than “just” judges, you’re preparing a hell of a lot of trouble for democracy.
Why bother with qualifications when you can simply nod and grin under the glow of your twisted perversion of authority?
Now let’s talk about the enforcers – those prosecutors who have swallowed a heaping pile of ambition and are gagging for advancement.
Hand them a promotion, and watch them squirm into the role of your personal attack dogs, gleefully bolstering your agenda like kite-flying children celebrating a gusty breeze.
Their job isn’t to uphold the law – it’s to contort it into whatever shape your sordid affairs require.
Need evidence dismissed or a case manufactured?
These aren’t just ambitious lawyers; they’re gladiators in your coliseum of corruption, brandishing twisted interpretations of the law like weapons, all for the lining of their pockets.
Police chiefs, those charming enablers, are your loyal lapdogs.
Picture them saluting at your every whim, adoring your presence as if you’re some pharaoh come to deck their halls in gold.
Accountability?
Ha! That’s a quaint little phrase that serves as wallpaper for the real estate of dysfunction.
They’re here to protect not just the law, but your interests wrapped in a fancy bow.
When you wield power like a magic scepter, these chiefs become your guardians, ensuring that the only wrong moves being made are by your victims.
And now, let’s assemble the legal machinery like a child building a nightmare Lego set: assemble your biased court and team of enforcers, and watch as they grease the wheels of your dubious agenda.
A compliant judge is worth a thousand lawyers frantically chasing ethics; a loyal prosecutor?
Priceless.
This isn’t merely about appointing allies; it’s about weaponizing the very system meant to ensure fairness, converting public service into a grotesque ballet of self-interested back-scratching.
As you pull the strings from your throne, remember that the Constitution can go straight into the shredder.
It’s merely a suggestion, a quaint artifact from a bygone era where truth meant something.
The laws that could implicate you are mere echoes, starving for relevance.
Like a buffet lined with oily choices, you dictate what stays on the plate and what gets thrown into the pit of obscurity.
Dark money greases your political engine, and when the walls start to close in?
Use your loyal judges to make it disappear faster than a magic trick at a dog-and-pony show.
To maintain your grip on power, cultivate scandal like a houseplant, shaping the narrative like a skillful magician pulling rabbits out of hats.
Distract from the fallout of your most recent moral failing by simply flipping the script – send voters’ attention elsewhere.
“Look! A lost puppy! A wardrobe malfunction!” Meanwhile, the reality of your corruption slithers behind the curtain, unnoticed and unchallenged.
This is the cruel playbook of corrupt politicians, where justice isn’t merely blind; it’s suffocated in a suffocating bag, leaving constituents oblivious to the puppetry at play.
If you don’t recognize this vicious cycle, you’ll unwittingly celebrate your own deception, believing in a political system that exists solely to elevate its puppeteers while subjugating the very essence of democratic ideals.
Now, let’s be real: while not every judge, prosecutor, or police chief is a part of this corruption, it’s crucial to understand that corrupt politicians relentless seek to replace integrity with loyalty.
Stand vigilant, dear voter, because the next time these fairytales capture your imagination, you might discover your “champions of justice” are merely your personal marionettes, dancing to a tune of oppression cloaked as governance.
Pull back that curtain.
Demand proof.
Challenge the narratives.
Your wake-up call is ringing loudly.
Don’t silence it again.