Breaking the Chains. William T Blake
Lowering the tone of his voice a tad he continued, “You are also aware that my life has been privileged beyond most in our community. My political opponents have ensured you are aware of every detail, relevant or not. Oh yes, indeed, they have left little unsaid in seeking to discredit me and have, in fact, pushed the point of my upbringing at every opportunity. What was it they found? What did they dig up that discredits me or that you didn't already know?"
"Let us keep in mind that this opposition is from the political party of my forefathers, even my own father and it was never a problem for them until now. It would be a fair question to ask why that is."
"Yes, I have been sheltered from the hardships that many in our community live with and even to this day continue to suffer. I have an education for so long reserved for just the select few. I have travelled extensively and enjoyed most of the material things any man could hope for or desire.” Pausing a moment Ken deliberately looked downward showing, he hoped, regret and with it an appropriate level of embarrassment. Focusing back into the camera he continued, “I had all of those privileges by being born in the right place at the right time. We should call it for what it is, the luck of the draw, none of us have a choice as to where or to whom we are born."
"These liberties were not a result of my own labours. I have never been in a position where I have had to risk anything let alone everything to make a life for myself or my family. I would awake to the enjoyment of life’s good things and went to sleep at night knowing it would be there yet again when I awoke the following day. It cost me nothing. It did not cost me any effort, nor worry or precious time; if money could buy it then I could have it. Mostly, I didn’t even have to ask. I just assumed it was mine to take and so I took.”
Taking yet another opportunity he momentarily paused, while at the same time glancing around at the captive audience assembled before him. They hung on his every word, seeing the positive effects he generated, he smiled. With a feeling of elation he once again turned to the cameras and continued, “I can make no apologies for the life that I have had, I was born to it and I do not believe I can be held responsible for it. However, I can and must be held accountable from this time forth. For now I understand I was a selfish, self-indulgent man who cared little for the plight of anybody or anything other than the fulfillment of my own wants and needs, perhaps I don't even have the right to call them needs for in the most part it was indulgence.”
Glancing downward, hanging his head just slightly and then gazing into the audience he said in a subdued tone, “Why am I not that person now? Why would you, the hard working individual, the battler, the under-privileged or the disadvantaged put your trust in me? It seems such a short time since my eyes were open to a world that I did not know or even consider existed. Not because it was not there for me to see but because, in my life of indulgence, I, by my lifestyle and selfishness denied its existence. My life was so full of myself that I failed to be a proper and complete human being. Then I saw it all with my own eyes, the poverty, the despair, hungry children, mothers and fathers who carried the heavy burdens of keeping a family, those who turned to alcohol and drugs to cope, those whose only option for survival was to turn to crime. I witnessed firsthand women and children who were the victims of every kind of abuse and inside I wept. I wept in shame. I wept because I had ignored it all, but above all I wept because now my eyes were opened to the real world. My heart was deeply touched and with it came the worst of all feeling, total helplessness." After a further moment of hesitation, "such was my despair that I delved deep within my soul and searched my heart, for I knew, that with this knowledge I had to do something to make a difference. Over the past years I have worked to that end. You, the people can now judge me on the basis of my personal commitment which the press, my supporters and political party have rolled out before you during this campaign. You, the people can either support a change of government and by so doing empower me and my party to initiate great and effective social changes and impacts or you can by your vote deny us that opportunity."
Ken took in a deep breath, his eyes again scanning around the stadium before stating, "That my friends is the decision you must make when you go to the polls. At the end of the day the decision is a simple one. By your vote you can retain the status quo, keep in power those who have ruled for so long that their arrogance denies them a social conscience. Or you can vote for change. Change that brings with it new opportunities for all, new and fresh ideas and policies. Above all it will bring to power a government that cares for its people.”
With his usual perfect timing and judgment he changed the subject, shifting the focus away from himself and to that of actual governing. “I too, understand the need for good and balanced government. My colleagues and I have all of the necessary degrees and qualifications to manage with efficiency. My government will commit to the private sector. We will consult with and listen to business and we will hear their concerns and support their endeavors and ensure a strong and vibrant private business sector. We will retain full and fairly paid employment for everybody. We will bring down balanced budgets." Staring straight ahead, deliberating lowering and adjusting the tone in his voice in warning he continued, "But be sure to know this, above all we will govern on a fair to all basis. There simply will not be favor earned by status. There will be no under the counter deals, there will be honest, open government with all of the proper accountabilities to you, the people. Electing my party to government will mean an end to government for the advantaged. It will mean fair and responsible government for all of the peoples of our community, regardless of who they are or where they live and it will mean stability and certainty for businesses both large and small."
Ken continued to speak, openly explaining once again the key components of his party's policies in line with their official and already stated platform.
At the conclusion of his speech there was a standing ovation, cheering and applause once again so loud that he could no longer hear any directions through his earpiece.
It was by now blatantly obvious that Ken had made the right call and the people were on his side. He felt elated beyond anything he had ever experienced at any time in his life. His face beaming as he smiled and waved to the crowd, forgetting the cameras he wandered to the edge of the stage, shaking hands with those who had broken through security barriers.
Sitting in the audience were two men who didn't share either Ken's or the crowds' enthusiasm at what they were hearing. The senior of the two men turned to the other asking, "Is this being taken care of?" The other man smiled slightly and nodding his head replied, "Nothing you need to worry about sir. The wheels are already in motion. Damn crusaders come and go, this one has been particularly difficult to shake, but let me assure you sir, he will deeply regret ever having taken on this crusade of his, yes sir,. He will deeply regret it."
Chapter 3
- Victory was finally within reach, right within his grasp. So close he could now savor the sweet taste of it. -
It had been a long drawn out day for Ken. Despite feeling a heightened sense of elation, he was totally drained and exhausted and looking forward to nothing more than getting back to his hotel room.
He almost always preferred to drive by himself, especially whenever using his own motor vehicle. Feeling it gave him greater independence and breathing space, allowed for his own thoughts and no company or meaningless conversation to distract him or cloud his judgment. It was essentially valuable thinking time. Driving back to the hotel, he decided that, once settled in his suite he would phone home to say goodnight to Cathy, his wife. They would spend fifteen or twenty minutes talking, he always looked forward to sharing the news of the day's events with her. She was positive and encouraging and always proved a safe haven. He couldn’t remember a time when she disagreed with or contradicted his opinions. Success in any quarter was something Ken thrived on, even in marriage. He knew of no other couple that experienced this type of affiliation.
Throughout the past months of intense campaigning, his self-belief never wavering, he was pleased that he had held up well both physically and mentally. Although temporarily feeling tired he was as fit as he’d been at any time during the electioneering. Ken was well aware of the pitfalls of being run-down and drained, a wrong word here or a wrong answer in the wrong place could bring it all undone. The disciplines of ensuring free time for relaxation and sleep were as important as any other. He would guarantee