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Tuesday, June 16, 2020
The Summer Olympics have been canceled.
Why don’t we take their idea and just fucking run with it?
What idea?
The “get out of my country” idea.
Here’s a great idea… how about YOU get the fuck out of OUR country.
The difference between us and them? They speak in “My” and “I” and we speak for “us” and “our” lives.
So how about it then…how about YOU get the fuck out of OUR country?
Don’t have anywhere to go? What’s the problem? Not a lot of places for washed up confederate nazis losers to go? That’s what happens when your side loses three wars. You’ve got no where to go. The moment you poke your head out into the real world, you can’t believe what you see: YOU’RE THE MINORITY. Holy shit does it scare the fuck out of you. I almost feel sorry for you - but I can save that feeling for the next spider I find in my house right before I wrap it in a paper towel and flush it down the toilet.
I have been watching your side grow more and more angry throughout my lifetime.
I have watched your side stock pile guns and ammo, convinced that someone was going to take them from you some day.
Have you ever stopped to think about all the people who DON’T believe in confederate nazi ideas that have ALSO purchased and stockpiled guns? Have you ever stopped to think about the pure math of it all? I can break it down into Friday Night Lights vocabulary if it would help… Our team has all of our players on the field and on the sideline and you team has a quarterback and a kicker. Does that makes sense?
Not only does our side have a sheer numerical advantage over yours, we also have a tremendous amount of intellect and awareness that your side is nearly void of. The advantages we have on you are mind boggling. Yet, because of the utter ignorance that is everywhere on your side, you mange to act fearless and much more intimidating than you actually are. Loud bark, small bite. No jawlines either. Why do so many of you look like thumbs with shoulders? Stop standing like that in your facebook photos with your vest and ar-15s. Stick your chin out a little, watch something on TV with a little class.
I know you shouldn’t tempt the devil buuuuuut—would you really take the safety off and start shooting? While standing there, in the courthouse of a Michigan city, with all those cameras, smart phones, facebook watch instagram live feeds, chests puffed out — standing up for and thinking of only yourselves — would you really murder all those people against you? You’re just “angry”… you’ve never been tested. You’ve never been pushed to the edge. You’ve never been told that a friend of yours or a brother or father or a mother or sister or any one of your loved ones had been murdered by a police officer. You’ve never been pulled over and thought: I might die during this. You have never feared for your life — in any capacity whatsoever. Yet you are convinced that there are threats to your life everywhere and they’re all a different color than you.
You are the embodiment of everything that you think is after you.
YOU are the evil you feel in the air.
YOU are the tip of the match, not US - and just like the tip of a match, you're the only part that disappears after it's lit.
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