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chapter 35: Kings Cross
"it had the form of a small naked child curled on the ground, it's skin raw and rough, flayling-looking, and it lay shuddering under a seat where it had been left, unwanted struggling for breath. "
He was afraid of it. Small and fragile and wounded though it was, he did not want to approach it. Nevertheless he drew slowly nearer, ready to jump back at any moment. Soon he stood near enough to touch it, yet he could not bring himself to do it. He felt like a coward. He ought to comfot it, but it repulsed him.
"You cannot help."
"He spun around, Albus Dumbledore was walking towards him..."
--So... anyone see an analogy here? Because every time I think of this campaign, I think back to this scene in Harry Potter, and how the once all-powerful, in the end, was reduced to a helpless, yet repulsive being--fighting to the last for the inevitable power.
While I am not trying to post flame bait (though I know there is flaming ready to happen), and I am not trying to compare Hillary to the evil Voldemort on a complete level (though I know someone will say I am equating her in entirety to him), I see a quest for power that looks more and more helpless, and frankly agonizing.
When I see the "horcruxes" of Hillary's campaign shattering one by one. I see a once popular Senator, and wife of a popular president, being reduced symbolically to that same manner of "a small naked child curled on the ground, it's skin raw and rough, flayling-looking, and it lay shuddering under a seat where it had been left, unwanted struggling for breath."
Yet I am repulsed...
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