So you want the good old days back right when it was only a few cents to see a movie at the theater and you could take your girl out for a night on the town for less than twenty dollars and even having that much money made you feel rich?
Fine I can understand that but that’s not what you mean when you say that like a parrot it’s the same thing over and over again make America great again let America be America again make this great fifty state existence of ours meet your impossible standards again
But if you really want to make America “great” and restore this land to it’s original beauty then we need to clear out give the land back to the Native and Indigenous peoples that were killed off by the white man and their small pox and guns and their constant need to expand
This land is soaked in the blood of many wars fought but most of it is not white man’s blood
No it is the blood of people who just wanted to live and raise their children and meet their grandchildren and keep the world beautiful
But the white man just couldn’t stand for that now could they? especially if they weren’t in charge of it all so the bodies fell and then the trees the animals and native plants all shriveled and died under their cruel hands
And when that land would yield no more grasses or plants they moved on and on and on riding horses that were not theirs bringing death and plague and sadness a sadness so profound that even the earth herself wept
So you say you want America to be America again that you want to make our country great again but all you can think about is war and genocide and ****** and death and pain
This is not for the good of all or even the few it is for the good of the one it is for the white man and his money and his towers and the countless empty buildings springing up and choking what little life is left out of the earth and the land but the building’s will stay empty because the rent is too high and if you do not have money or power well then your voice is not heard
And you continue preaching about how bigger walls and gun towers will keep everybody else out but all I see when I look at you is a spoiled rotten little brat taking his sandbox toys home with him so no other children can play with them just because their clothes are not as nice as yours and their faces and hair are not as scrubbed clean
But the pigment has been leached from your heart and all that is left is a shriveled up ***** it is not doing its job because if you really did have a heart you would understand that not everyone shares your disillusioned vision of a “greater” a “reborn” America
(And I have met some pretty evil men I have seen them on TV with their greasy selves and empty promises but you well you’re the ******* Antichrist)