CPS Turnaround

My experiences have led me to believe certain conspiracies concerning CPS all over again. The irony and keystone to all conspiracy lay in the surprise or shock of it’s possible truth. When a person finds points on the map that the whisperers and murmurers would tell you are there, does this prove anything at all? How easy is it to find a face in many things? : -> :) /..\

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I could make many more even through the limitations set by a word processor.

Though a lack of evidence that would point to innocence is not the same thing as clues suggesting guilt, it leaves one with little hope.

One can easily reason many scenarios.

- If the accused is innocent then why on Earth would the accused be present where the crime took place?

- If the accused is innocent then why would the accused dress in the style of the typically guilty?

- If the accused is innocent then why would the accused not attempt to be aligned with the innocent?

And so on…

Here’s the thing, if one proceeds with certain expectations and hopes but then sees not what is expected but rather evidence showing the inverse, what can the expecting expect?

At the same time, if the one accused has made statements proclaiming their ability to be or provide, should they fail to be or provide does this indicate or insinuate underhandedness?

Is paranoia born of missing evidence or the presence of only some? Or is paranoia learnt through repetitive mischief or is it always only the abuse of spotty evidence?

It can be worse.

How scary it can be to hear a person speak of the importance of openness and transparency if you fear them to be holding a knife behind their back.

The keystone of paranoia and conspiracy is irony.

Its probably important to substantiate the vagaries with a story.

The short story which could be the father of these musings involves a job interview. An interview for a job which was secretly responsible for so much supposed faith and confidence in the present. A future that was always being considered and never acknowledged to be providing grease for the present. It’s not quite that a bubble has burst but it is something close to that.

I hate the hype but I drink it as much as I do coffee.

These Turnaround people do not seem to be what I had hoped they might be. But at the time it seemed to be the only logical possibility. That false belief is what is pinching my sides repeatedly now. Of course, an imagined situation makes sense as if it is the only possible configuration for so many pieces of a tangram.

The paranoia is not born of one parent or two but many, however, it is strange and true that they have expectations implausible to achieve my expectations. Somehow they want to arrange the same pieces in a different manner and I am frustrated that they aren’t attempting to make a square from these so many triangles. Because a square is the only logical shape to be made.