I know Mr. Putin you and your bed of slithering slimy snakes
know that there exist snapshots taken following 09/11 of Republicans winking at
US soldiers prodigally waterboarding captured war prisoners; and even earlier of
respectable pillars of society winking at Jim Crow obscenities during the Republican
Southern Strategy; and then there’s the total traitorous depravity of formal paradigms of rectitude winking at electoral dirty tricks during the run of several beloved Republican
presidents.
But unfortunately for you Mr. Putin, you don’t understand the force and power of equality as a baseline belief working within and throughout broad and repetitive human experiential intimacy. My dear Mr. Putin, your cherished snapshots are mere flecks of detritus upon the inexorable sweep of human freedom.
But unfortunately for you Mr. Putin, you don’t understand the force and power of equality as a baseline belief working within and throughout broad and repetitive human experiential intimacy. My dear Mr. Putin, your cherished snapshots are mere flecks of detritus upon the inexorable sweep of human freedom.
