Tomorrow.

‘Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.’
-The Beatles

Judgment day has come and gone, and a farce of a presidential election is a few days away. We are left sniffing tear gas and looking on in horror as journalists and lawyers are manhandled live on television, while the Information Minister smirks as he sees clouds of tear gas envelop the crowd outside. Not that this hasn’t happened in the past – midnight arrests, bans, gag orders and more have been a ritual with each government, but now even the thought of what tomorrow will bring makes me want to drown my sorrows in explosive cocktails. Tomorrow will be a better day..gah, tomorrow will be worse than today…because each day’s excesses makes the government think they can get away with just a little bit more than before.

And the saddest part is, they actually do.

All The President’s Men

From NYT:

In the courtroom, the reaction to the verdict left the government team nervous, as angry opposition lawyers chanted slogans against Mr. Qayyum and Syed Sharifuddin Pirzada, the counsel to the president.

Mr. Pirzada remained slouched in his chair until the courtroom emptied. An aide to Mr. Qayyum turned down the suggestion of one court official to use the main exit. “No, the lawyers are really aggressive,” the aide said.

After some minutes of consultations, the government lawyers decided to go to the basement that opens into the parking lot behind the court building. Court officials opened a side door, which is normally closed, and the officials rushed out. “Come on sir, don’t worry. It is all right,” Mr. Qayyum urged a reluctant Mr. Pirzada.