This is a god awful game where anybody can bend the rules as
long as nobody finds out, or that you are ripping off someone most people hate
anyway.
What’s a few bucks among friends?
That’s the lesson I learned today. And even if you know
someone is getting away with murder, if they got a good enough lawyer, and you
don’t have concrete facts, you can’t do anything about it.
The lying, the cheating, and even worse, all considered part
of what consenting adults do, and the hardest lesson in this is to accept it or
let it eat your insides out when you know the difference between right and
wrong.
Sometimes people even pass their crimes along when they move
on, as I saw earlier this year when one person was getting off on someone, and
simply taught another person how to do it.
Neither one was getting off on me except to pretend like
they were innocents, and pure as virgin wool.
Nobody’s that pure in this game, as got proved later when
both of them moved on and became a kind of tag team, learning to get over on
people together, the elder master teaching the younger cub how to work the
system so that when the elder got exposed, the younger cub could take over and
do the dirty needs necessary.
Life is a bitch, especially when you see it going down and
can’t prove it, and have players who need to protect their interests, and so
won’t do anything anyway unless it affects them in particular.
This is a rough game for someone like me, who believes in
truth, justice and – well, some version of the American way.
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