We are more different than we are similar. Sometimes I read from the screen and get so angry my eyes roll back into my head.
I want to choose what to believe. I want to be divisive. I want to stick my politics onto my forehead and scare away small children.
Let us fight about the present and not about the future. Let us attach tubes to our ears and let one-sided information sap like blood into our bones.
With throbbing veins I will worry existentially. The decrepit figures who rule the world will die soon. Their need not care.