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The fallen towels landed in a heap of plastic detritus from his various medications, near a set of fresh, folded pajamas, which he would now
Never where, an a stack of books he would now never read. Everything in the room was touched with the chaos that disrupted the operating energy of a household at such a time and showed that, all along, the appearance of control had been an illusion.

Is it lying when one knows how one wants those things to turn out and then says what is needed to achieve that result? Lying when a person uses his considerable reputation and his mastery of public communication to thrash his opponents by redirecting th attention of the general populous, this infecting the people with the tiniest sliver of doubt, which, widely propagated, becomes a sizable wedge of doubt?

That's what powerful men did. Stayed quiet. Held secrets. Ran things from inside a tight protective circle, making perilous decisions only they were savvy enough to make, leaving g normal morality to the mere earthlings, who lived and ate and died fully down below, never knowing the extent to which the were being shielded by a beneficent distant pulling of strings.