Fuck your eyes of hate.
Eyes of desperate circumstance.
Ridiculing the poor by pissing on the impoverished with your congressional antics dating back to another tone deaf era when women didn’t have the vote and black people were seen as property.
FUCK YOU PAUL RYAN AND ALL THE REST OF YOU ANUS FACED CRETINS WHO DON’T HAVE A CLUE AND HAVE SOLD THEIR WORTHLESS SOULS TO A DEVIL OFF THE RACK A LONG, LONG TIME AGO
Sometimes all caps are necessary.
“Sometimes you gotta do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out”
Sometimes even civil disobedience isn’t enough and we must find another way through all this crud.
I’d ask the question when did America stop being the land of opportunity, but we all know for far too many opportunity has never quite been within their grasp because the dice are loaded and the deck has been marked over and over again by rich white landowners who care nothing about their fellow human.
You think this is like It’s A Wonderful Life and at the end of this Dickens tale George Bailey is going to be the richest person in town well I hate to tell you that probably won’t be happening anytime soon and for Clarence he’s more than likely being assaulted somewhere in the deepest, darkest bowels of hell by some rogue angels who don’t believe in the newbies getting their wings no matter how many bells ring.
Fuck your sunken, craven eyes.
Eyes of despair and haunted days and nights in that military school they sent you off to because even they could not stand to look at your puffy and smug umbilical cord face.
I cannot wait till the people have truly had enough and burn down more than your tower of Babel and show you just how it feels to get fired on national TV and be strung up in Times Square so the crows can peck out your eyes and we no longer have to hear you spew superlatives like they actually amount to something more than orange crush white noise.