And just like that, I'd been assessed and judged. Nurse Fashoda didn't know the first thing about me but she'd taken one look at my face and now she reckoned she knew my whole life story -- what had gone before and what was yet to come.

I suppose it doesn't occur to you that I can think the system just as unjust as you do.

And things go unsaid soon get forgotten

That just the way it is. Some things will never change. That's just the way it is. But don't you believe them.

The status quo is never news, only challenges to it.

The news lies all the time. They tell us what they think we would want to hear.

One of us... One of them... One of us... One of them... A rhythm playing like train wheels on a circular track -- never ending but going nowhere.