As brains and hands purport to show a split
In dominance, so does one’s politics;
In habit we’re reluctant to admit
How frequently philosophies are mixed.
Such things as privacy and central power
Depend on who’s perceived to be in charge
And cynicism all too often sours
Our views of our opponents small and large.
So when some seek the power to deny
The freedoms they enjoy to everyone,
The light of scrutiny reveals the lie
That unfair access protects anyone.
Through principle discrimination mellows,
Engendering remarkable bedfellows.