Snitch, squeal, tattle. It’s all the same. And all because of anger and embracement of rage. Sad, really. * Aren’t you the one who spent Christmas Eve pining about how you enjoy attacking those left of the line. Christmas Eve and day of all things. Kind of the antithesis of Peace on Earth, Good Will toward men.
Wow, prison really changed you!
And all because of anger and embracement of rage.
I love my anger. I cuddle with my rage. I snuggle with my hate. It motivates me, it inspires me, it propels me to great action.
Understand, though, I have no rage for you. I have, only, "The Mission."
Aren’t you the one who spent Christmas Eve pining about how you enjoy attacking those left of the line. Christmas Eve and day of all things. Kind of the antithesis of Peace on Earth, Good Will toward men.
Could be. Who knows.
I refuse, however, to have Good Will to Men when that subset of men intends to oppress us, destroy our lifestyle, revoke our franchise, impoverish us, and persecute us solely on the basis of our color. That includes Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.
And even their birthdays!
I will let you have the last word.... for now. 😁