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The Inquisition Dream

Everything that happens, the inquisitor tries to make it seem like evidence, always proceeding as if the ends justify the means.  However, the ends don’t justify them, but the inquisitor never remembers, and so every allegation is unjustified and inconclusive, and the process repeats ad infinitum.   The trial is ongoing, putting the defense in check yet never checkmate.  The prosecutor can’t dismiss the case and prolongs it, presuming that enough time put in eventually leads to a confession.   If the defense is not able at some point to discredit the opposition, then there would seem not ever to be an acquittal.  This mood of inquisition has lasted for at least seven years, every waking hour of my life, as if I am the defendant.