Criminal psychologists inform us that part of the joy a
thief derives from stealing is the aura of ‘invincibility’, the ability to
steal without being detected or identified. If one is stealing and the people
you are stealing from are aware of your thievery, the 'kicks' will simply not
be there any longer.
Now that we have ascertained beyond all reasonable doubt
that the goons who rule over us are daily bleeding our contraption dry with
their insatiable appetite for loot, what ‘joy’ can these characters possibly
derive from their continued criminality?
What goes through the warped minds of these rulers as
their siren blaring convoys guarded by ill-trained armed bozos, speed through
our streets, zipping past citizens who already know that a highly placed felon
is passing through?