I have been trying to figure out how our Governor continues to lure voters to his side. This image just popped into my head. It is, of course, a twist on the poem-step into my parlour, said the the spider to the fly. Although the fly resists many advances, in the end, he gives in to flattery when the spider speaks of his mirror and how good the fly will appear if he looks into it. Politics in the CNMI is sort of like that. Promises of better times, how good people will see things, the lure of what they want to hear and believe. Flattery (and other forms of corruption) are at the core of what is happening here now. Unless and until we change it...
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