18 march 2025
my dreams are full of violence
i remember learning as a young man about the civil rights struggle in the united states during the 60s and 70s. i could barely comprehend the horror that black americans endured. i could not comprehend how so-called good people could allow such things to happen to another human being. segregation, arrests, lynchings. over nothing but the color of their skin.
i learned about the kkk. a club of hate, teaching their children to hate, inflicting insult, injury, and death; all while hiding behind masks and costumes. when i realized that they still exist I was filled with rage. for years i have dreamt of burning down their houses; the taste of molotov cocktails in my mouth
i just witnessed the second rise of donald trump. he is forming his government with sycophants, idiots, white supremacists, and christian nationalists. he is forming his ss. immigration enforcement officers are raiding and arresting people today without warrants. projecting fear. checking papers.
I can taste the gasoline.
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