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Conflicts, wars and revolutions are poignant examples of power and passion that surround belonging. The European Union, the most advanced example of regional integration, had established a new form of collectivity among its inhabitants. It had created additional or alternative levels of membership, heightened the salience of some previously existing forms of belonging and lessened others, and altered people’s perceptions and actions with regard to how they identify themselves and attach themselves, or not, to those around them. It wor ed on a simple principle! "earn to belong and the people will li e you, trust you, listen to you, and follow you. They will empower you. #drien "ouvel, the president of the European $arliament, was going to propose the introduction of a new law today. It was aimed at creating an attached and collective environment for the citi%ens of Europe, but only three people in the whole world new that the real plan was to concentrate power in fewer hands. It concealed the inner motive of control behind many layers of bureaucratic complexities & a blueprint for dictatorship. Individuals too want power, to feel that they belong. The 'uest for its supremacy has seen many a battle through centuries bringing chaos, destruction, bloodshed, grief and loss. ( ( ( )ome people are made with s ill and intelligence. *thers are made with passion and charm. +e was all of them. #nd he was raw. ,or #bsolon, it had always been about achieving victory & at any cost. It had been -an +eusen at first. *n his first day of wor , he had wal ed into the office, newspapers and official pages flew around in spirals, scraping against the white walls that enveloped the place. $eople were on their phones, people tal ing to each other, people screaming at others. Crowds of people pushing, shoving and hastily wal ing in and out of the building. +e was blown away by
the intensity of the place . and he felt the pulse. It was li e wal ing into a nightclub without the music. The music was the phones and the people tal ing. The energy was unbounding and unstoppable, and he had wanted to be a part of it. It was almost cultish, and he was hoo ed.
/uring his first few years he wor ed his tail off, showed a lot of initiative, and stayed late. +e ran on a full tan of confidence and charisma and it wasn0t long till he was thriving at his 1ob. +e made clear the rules of the game, because he never played fair. Everyone was seduced by him and he deceived them whenever he wasn0t sleeping. )oon his office was filled with golden golf clubs, souvenirs and signed baseballs. +e was in #rmani suits, ,erragamo shoes and -alentino ties. That was 23 years ago. Today, he had the ultimate taste of luxury . the chauffeured cars, multimillion&dollar villas, perfectly manicured golf courses, the private planes, the -.I.$. access and endless privilege. The chauffeur opened the 4olls&4oyce’s doors to reveal a spotless white interior, with lamb’s wool floor mats, seatbac T-s and a football field’s worth of legroom. #s the motorcade sna ed through 5ashington, towards his office, #bsolon thought about the EU meeting. If all went as planned, he will soon have the power to help 'uell a crisis or trigger war. #drien "ouvel had proven himself a capable man by framing his political opponents 6 involving them in bi%arre sex affairs 6 complete with an *prah 5infrey special. +e chec mated the rest with money and drug scandals. 7ut it was #bsolon who had strategi%ed everything. To the public, #bsolon was 1ust another multimillionaire with money stashed away in )wiss ban s, who seldom spo e of any political matters. 8ever being elected to any public office, he wor ed behind the scenes and implemented the secret agenda by funding "ouvel.
This was real, wic ed, unforgiving and ruthless politics. In order to belong here you had to understand that nobody gave you power9 you simply had to ta e it. ( ( ( +e wo e up to find his Timex by his bedside, bought on sale a couple of years ago, and put it on his wrist. Then he proceeded to wear his unshined shoes and slipped on his blue 1ac et 6 the one with the hole in the poc et. *n his way to the airport, he stopped at the local 2:;< coffee shop and ordered a cappuccino. It was slightly burnt, li e always. 7ut that morning, it tasted rich. 4eally, sublimely rich. +is ha%el eyes, which had ga%ed upon the world’s greatest secrets 1ust a few hours ago, seemed shallow. +is friends often 1o ed that he was a basement&dwelling computer gee who wrote in code all night and ate nothing but pi%%a. +ow he wished that were true, but what had started a few wee s ago as a simple technical experiment on the internet, had placed him in a spiral of confusion. #nd responsibility. #t first he couldn’t believe it, but soon the blur began to clear and he accepted the fact that he had stumbled across some interesting political information 6 albeit illegally. +e spent nights trying to ma e sense of it. #fter a few visits to the local library, online research and some common sense, he finally understood it. +e chec ed his watch 6 :!== #> & almost time for the flight. ( ( ( #t 3?=== feet above the ground, it was the first thing to pierce the dar ness. +e didn’t see it initially, but there was a warmth, a rosy glow. The s y bled and the crimson rays finally emerged from the hori%on 6 there was a pause 6 before it spilt golden light upon the sand dunes, across the hills, penetrating the deepest of forests, and scaling the tallest of pea s. Today he had mustered the courage to ma e the political
evidence against two very influential men public, and reveal the evils of an institution that aimed to abuse power on the pretext of uniting people. +e saw the radiant sun shine over @ermany, its intensity reaching every drop of water and every grain of sand. +e felt enlightened and awa ened because he was connected to nature. The sun gave power to all those who belonged to it. It shone on many souls, but on none, he bet, who were on a strange mission to deny its existence. +ow small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of such great elementary forces of nature, he thought. +ow powerless.
the intensity of the place . and he felt the pulse. It was li e wal ing into a nightclub without the music. The music was the phones and the people tal ing. The energy was unbounding and unstoppable, and he had wanted to be a part of it. It was almost cultish, and he was hoo ed.
/uring his first few years he wor ed his tail off, showed a lot of initiative, and stayed late. +e ran on a full tan of confidence and charisma and it wasn0t long till he was thriving at his 1ob. +e made clear the rules of the game, because he never played fair. Everyone was seduced by him and he deceived them whenever he wasn0t sleeping. )oon his office was filled with golden golf clubs, souvenirs and signed baseballs. +e was in #rmani suits, ,erragamo shoes and -alentino ties. That was 23 years ago. Today, he had the ultimate taste of luxury . the chauffeured cars, multimillion&dollar villas, perfectly manicured golf courses, the private planes, the -.I.$. access and endless privilege. The chauffeur opened the 4olls&4oyce’s doors to reveal a spotless white interior, with lamb’s wool floor mats, seatbac T-s and a football field’s worth of legroom. #s the motorcade sna ed through 5ashington, towards his office, #bsolon thought about the EU meeting. If all went as planned, he will soon have the power to help 'uell a crisis or trigger war. #drien "ouvel had proven himself a capable man by framing his political opponents 6 involving them in bi%arre sex affairs 6 complete with an *prah 5infrey special. +e chec mated the rest with money and drug scandals. 7ut it was #bsolon who had strategi%ed everything. To the public, #bsolon was 1ust another multimillionaire with money stashed away in )wiss ban s, who seldom spo e of any political matters. 8ever being elected to any public office, he wor ed behind the scenes and implemented the secret agenda by funding "ouvel.
This was real, wic ed, unforgiving and ruthless politics. In order to belong here you had to understand that nobody gave you power9 you simply had to ta e it. ( ( ( +e wo e up to find his Timex by his bedside, bought on sale a couple of years ago, and put it on his wrist. Then he proceeded to wear his unshined shoes and slipped on his blue 1ac et 6 the one with the hole in the poc et. *n his way to the airport, he stopped at the local 2:;< coffee shop and ordered a cappuccino. It was slightly burnt, li e always. 7ut that morning, it tasted rich. 4eally, sublimely rich. +is ha%el eyes, which had ga%ed upon the world’s greatest secrets 1ust a few hours ago, seemed shallow. +is friends often 1o ed that he was a basement&dwelling computer gee who wrote in code all night and ate nothing but pi%%a. +ow he wished that were true, but what had started a few wee s ago as a simple technical experiment on the internet, had placed him in a spiral of confusion. #nd responsibility. #t first he couldn’t believe it, but soon the blur began to clear and he accepted the fact that he had stumbled across some interesting political information 6 albeit illegally. +e spent nights trying to ma e sense of it. #fter a few visits to the local library, online research and some common sense, he finally understood it. +e chec ed his watch 6 :!== #> & almost time for the flight. ( ( ( #t 3?=== feet above the ground, it was the first thing to pierce the dar ness. +e didn’t see it initially, but there was a warmth, a rosy glow. The s y bled and the crimson rays finally emerged from the hori%on 6 there was a pause 6 before it spilt golden light upon the sand dunes, across the hills, penetrating the deepest of forests, and scaling the tallest of pea s. Today he had mustered the courage to ma e the political
evidence against two very influential men public, and reveal the evils of an institution that aimed to abuse power on the pretext of uniting people. +e saw the radiant sun shine over @ermany, its intensity reaching every drop of water and every grain of sand. +e felt enlightened and awa ened because he was connected to nature. The sun gave power to all those who belonged to it. It shone on many souls, but on none, he bet, who were on a strange mission to deny its existence. +ow small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of such great elementary forces of nature, he thought. +ow powerless.
