Swarms close in on the borders. They blur together like a congealed mass, scraping and bumping rushing towards the invisible lines, artificial barriers we only see on globes and maps- they rush to write the lines in barbed wire fences. The swarms stop the people being free, they stop them running from famines, disease and, worst of all, wars they have created. They are the true oppressors. They spew their vile rhetoric about laissez faire economy and removing barriers to free trade, while they build barriers to free movement of free people into apparently free markets.
It’s cheaper to erect these walls than all the walls and rooves needed to house the people on this side of the imaginary line. They’ll take the jobs we already don’t have, they’ll take the benefits that are already being stripped from the desperate and vulnerable- so they say.
All wearing the same uniforms, faceless in police helmets, shouting the same hateful garbage, blurring together- who is the swarm?
“If you’re not careful, the newspapers will have you hating those who are being oppressed, and loving the people who are doing the oppressing”