" These televised scenes grew dark and violent. Roaring and exploding as private cops and militias fired into crowds of young families; some still tiny and in diapers.
“All too often,” came the narrator’s voice again, “Adults try to silence those who have seen what their leaders have been trying to hide.
“Children learn very early that it is not socially acceptable to speak the truth.
“Just play the game, they are told, just try to get along with how things have to be.
“Life is just that way.”
On the screen, children, many of them dressed in rags, had gathered in small, desperate knots behind The Walls. Begging for food, or for the simple right to speak, as PolitiChurch bullies fired into their small and loose clusters.
Children fell. Bleeding. Moaning, blinded, crippled, or dead. Many of them weeping from the teargas.
“Life is just that way,” came the voice again..........

Even there though, not every cop felt quite clear in his conscience. While some took aim even at cameras and film crews threatening to expose their militarized thuggery, others held their fire. Or maybe shot into the sky.
The world was breaking apart into factions. No one could just turn his back on something like this. The repercussions from this kind of violence followed troubled souls even into their sleep. They would have to take a stand. Somebody had to do something.'

From 'The Soul Hides in Shadows "

― Edward Fahey , The Soul Hides in Shadows