Should we? Or should we not? We looked at the night sky and saw the words in red and yellow over Big City:
1st Minister is a liar!
1st Minister is corrupt!
1st Minister is a narcissus!
1st Minister is a psychopath!
There was more text, but I can’t quote it here. But it did give us the courage to pull all the stops out.
The First Minister ran past in his very trendy jogging garb and collapsed. We walked home. The TV said that the First Minister had been assassinated or murdered; all his internal organs had stopped.