men write books filled with pseudo-intellectual proclamations about the meaning of this ****** up world we live in, complete with citations from the bible and shakespeare and the devil himself. words drag down pockets until they are shuffling along the streets almost unable to move and their pants are picking up dirt which god created for the exact purpose of being swept up by the pant legs of rapists and murderers and housewives. bitterness spreads like rabies foaming from the mouth of pretty girls who spread their legs for whomever comes along to whisper words they barely understand with bad breath and sweaty palms into their ear. the pigs sit in line waiting to be slaughtered or to create the next degrading law that will give them more money. at least barbecue can bring happiness to people instead of institutionalized bigotry this great nation is built upon. meanwhile, the slaves they like to name the "lower class" work their *** off in this capitilist society to feed their family and get an education that these pigs were spoon fed since birth. a birth given by a mother who was more than likely sexually assaulted at some point in her life and cried when she heard it was a boy. rain still falls on forests that are molested by energy tycoons who release toxins into our drinking water and the air we breathe and the food we eat after it's loaded with more toxins from the processes that make sure it doesn't expire until we are all dead and gone. as long as the white people enjoy their food everything will be okay, however half of the world doesn't have access to clean drinking water and when they fight back we bomb them or massacre them or use them. we are taught to ignore these things that plague the human race and but how can you ignore when the pictures of white men who **** and **** and steal hang up on the walls that are supposed to protect you?
i am angry. i am bitter. i didn't even get to everything.