Buried deep within hundreds of pages of things that really have no consequence, standard stuff for schools like how much milk to provide per student, someone stuck in (with the most legal of jargon they could dream up), some sneaky and manipulative concepts that would help achieve an end goal.
Part of it was almost game-like. A written maze. See page 4 if you want to know the definition of page 6. That sort of thing.
No one had to dream this up alone. Crafty friends on a national level helped and, as they drank their scotch and looked out their back window to the boat parked in the bay, they congratulated each other on the success of their idea.
It really is for the best they told each other.
Even if in the process all those words would hurt hundreds of thousands of people, including children.
But it was for the best, it had to be done. They would all think to themselves.
Most people, including reporters, could be counted on not to read the dry, tedious, boring and mostly smoke screen cover-up document (law). There was a cliff notes version and as long as it didn't point too much out that the originators didn't want to be seen, well that was enough for most people, including reporters.
Otherwise no one ever would have agreed to it. Or those who did would be just as underhanded.
What if it succeeded. All of it. Better than wildest dreams even.
What if only people that could be immediately discounted in one way or another questioned it.
Until after the fact that is.
After the bulldozer came out. After the legal fights which didn't result in much. What then?
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