The Power to Beg for the Whip
What's Billy Beck spewing venom about now? In other words, you can all have your stupid opinions, out there. You get to have your ridiculous say. You can gang-up as you please and see what you can gouge and scratch out of each other. And then, we'll all get to deal with the increasingly disastrous consequences for a couple of years until the next Great Public Conspiracy after the next Peak of Cannibal-Pot Hysteria. You rotten assholes. Americans. I used to really admire you. And if I came across a bunch of assholes at the end of your driveway getting ready to take a vote on whether to violate your rights, I wouldn't be telling them that we'd have to agree to disagree or any such weezily rot, like I hear all you bastards equivocating all the time while you're excusing yourselves for getting ready to gang-up and violate each others' and everybody else's rights, this November. [bah] What on earth could be the point? They're all going to do it again this year: they're going to line up at the polls and endorse this rule of their lives, just like animals suddenly come upon the power of begging for...