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When do big things happen? When the conditions are right for them to happen.

Something ruinous has transpired, a great “upping of the ante”.

Our fathers received a “narcissistic payoff” for selling me and mine (and you and yours) out

and they got paid everything there was to be paid.

They got to be “compassionate” without ever having to shoulder another’s disability.

They got to be “tolerant” without ever having to suffer the intolerable.

They got to be “charitable” without ever having to release anything dear.

They got be “heroes” without ever knowing misery.

They got to be “affluent” without ever knowing struggle.

But I wouldn’t trade my place with them for anything. Even for all the Gold in Fort Knox

(assuming there actually any gold there):

Why? Because:

I get my hatred.

I get my resentment.

I get my hard-barked will.

I get to endure the occupation of my lands and waters by races of monkeys.

I get to watch “public safety officers” assist Niggers and Spics in the theft of my

property, my inheritances, and my God given rights – right down to the last one.

I get to endure having my citizenship stripped for the crime of being born with a country.

I get to be an alien and foreigner in a land my people have lived in for 350 years.

I get to watch my grandfathers lands and rivers laid claim to by Mexicans who insult me in

my own home.

I get the pleasure of a club slammed upside my head for daring to protest being raped,

robbed, humiliated, beaten, and left homeless without a name or a country.

I am very grateful to my fathers indeed, for they have furnished me a life worth living.

Their lives certainly weren’t. The proof is in the fabulous inheritance they left.

Don’t even talk to me about Carter, about Bush, about Ford. If those worthless rats and

cowards multiplied themselves by all stars in creation end to end they would not reach to

KISS MY ASS.

I will act when it is time to act.

But I would tell you this, when I act to bring justice to criminals who insult my very

existence with their presence in the world, they will never know from whence that justice

came. Never.

I too have been around the “halls of power”.

I am well aware of how ordinary those “halls’ are.

Comment by Dave —

ME:

This is perfect. It is what every young person must realize.