The whole town was a buzz.
He was coming.
We gathered in the town centre, a huge crowd, expectant, excited, as one we strain forward to catch a glimpse of their hero the community’s local member.
I voted for him, as did every one else.
Women swooned in his presence; they became speechless when he spoke to them.
He stood before us, his smile one his orthodontist would be proud of, his skin tanned to just the right shade of fashionable tannedness, his suit an impeccable cut, everything about him gave you the impression of his artificiality.
Of course underneath it all there was a man. One who breathed and slept just like the rest of us but with a charisma none of us would ever attain.
His entry to the podium was greeted with wild cheering and applause. His visits were rare; we were ready to be regaled by his rhetoric.
My dear friends, blah blah blah blah.
It is such a pleasure to be here among you today. Blah, blah, blah, blah.
In the past year so much has been achieved for our town. Blah, blah, blah, blah.
I know I have your full support. Blah, blah, blah, blah.
Together we will bring about a change, which will blah, blah, blah, blah.
Our government is doing this all for you…blah, blah, blah, blah
Together we can all move forward…. blah, blah, blah, blah.
A chant breaks out…..Tony, Tony, Tony Tony……
Are there any questions for our local member?
A small woman stands up, her dress is torn, her face marked by the struggles she has faced in life.
Is it true Sir that under your government the rich will get richer and the poor poorer?
Sit down is the cry and she is hushed into oblivion. The buzz of the room one of elation, the smell electoral victory fills the air.
A man stands, his hair grey, his hands shake.
Is it true Sir that your Government is doing nothing to stop child sexual abuse?
Sit down is the cry. You are embarrassing the member.
Two children stand, together they stand holding hand as a sign of their unity.
Is it true Sir that you are taking money away from my school and giving more to the wealthy school in town?
Sit down is the cry. He is more important than your school.
The member stands before his faithful. He bows and accepts their accolades but his eyes betray the concern over the questions asked.
In his mind he prays no one will press him on any of the questions. To save face he continues his smile, his teeth at the forefront of his Cheshire grin.
He delays for a moment, nods to his aids, a way is cleared, he exits hurriedly.
He is bundled into his car just as the words hit him: ‘You have no answer do you, we have exposed you, your fancy words and your fancy suit can’t hide your pretence. You are nothing.’