Day 112: Tradition

Often times when I drive through a canopy of trees I am reminded of the not so distant past and the grim nature of the American Public as they crow with adoration after stringing up yet another negro. It's like a tradition and once they are done and everyone is good and satisfied with the conditions under which a "lesser" being died, they all stop, and smile, and pose for the camera like a holiday photo.

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