PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook
Delusions of History
The launch chugged into view, moored alongside and slowly despatched its cargo.
The sociology bunch shuffled uneasily into the foyer, the warm day suddenly turning ice cold.
“We’ll start in the West Wing,” the guide announced, handing out maps and historical information.
“God, it’s horrendous what they did to people in these padded rooms.”
“Yes… but it’s even more horrendous that they now do it in broad daylight, in a different way.”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t tell me you’ve never seen the numbers of dejected people huddled in city doorways.”
“Exactly! No less sanctimonious than our forebears!”