| #4 His puppet masters began to lose control midway through the first term. The harmless kibbutzikan redistribution rhetoric had given way to a more personal scheme of social and ethnic justice. At the quiet urgings of his nationalist advisors, he head gone fully rogue. His waggish dislike for all things British was seen as harmless apples not falling far from the tree. Attitudes began to quickly shift however, when his anti-western, and soon to come anti-Israeli sentiments became obvious. Boats began to be lowered in the night. The media were the last to leave the ship as the music played on. But it was now too late. His now disgusted and fearful puppet masters, they had already unleashed a vengeful Zulu monster. As his political party lay in shambles, he tossed away the rule-of-law and began to rule by decree and government agency subterfuge. But again, it was too late to stop him. He had now become too big to fail. |