Hard R Espouser
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Preach, brother. You have enkindled a fire in me.
Honestly I think stuff like this is the only way. How many of our quiet little hometowns were destroyed this exact same way by the people who live in Marsh's Vineyard? We are asked, without our consent, over and over again, to facilitate the Third World in what were once decent little communities. It is not far enough honestly.
Boatloads of methheads and heroin addicts should be daily fixtures on the island. Let their streets be lined with needles, let their little beautiful homes be spray painted in graffiti. Let their kids get the shit beaten out of them at school by gangbangers. Let their appliances and cars and property that they worked for be stolen.
Let them suffer as we suffer. They destroyed my home. They robbed me of my country. They destroyed our men and made total whores of our women. They sent our jobs overseas. They gave our farms to conglomerates. They poisoned our food and poisoned us more with their "medicine". They killed our children in the womb. They toppled the statues of our heroes and desecrated the graveyards of our forefathers. They pissed on their very memory. They burned the houses of my God.
A knife to the neck by some MS-13 Guatemalan is too good for them. Dying of AIDS because of a needle you accidentally stepped on is too good for them. The only justice they will receive is burning in the fires of Eternal Torment. Then they can commune with their true god forever. And their painful wailing from the deepest burning anguish will render pity upon our ears, but when we see after our lives the spiritual evil these mongers of destruction have done upon our world, our pity will turn to pride in the abject justice and goodness of our God.