If You Love God, Burn A Church.

News Footage Came On The Tv During Dinner Of Bloody Bodies Coming Back From Battle In Vietnam, Or The Race Riots In The South, People Getting Hosed In Selma, Alabama, Or The Biafra War, Where I Got My Name. In My Household, It Was Explained And Discussed With The Children, As A Way Of Educating Us From When We First Started Grade School Why Racism And War Were Wrong, What This All Really Means.

Even The Most Bush-happy, Flag Suckling Jack-arse Knows Deep-down Inside That Something Is Wrong. America Is Over And Everyone Knows It. The New World Order Has A Dying Empire Odor And Changing The Channel Ain't Going To Make This Go Away.

You Can Spend The Money On New Housing For Poor People And The Homeless, Or You Can Spend It On A Football Stadium Or A Golf Course.

I Was The Kid In The Class Who Was Looking For The Angles To Question Things Or Make Wise-ass Remarks, Not Knowing Enough To Be Afraid Of Being Myself Or Showing Intelligence. But I Wasn't The Only Kid Like That In My Classes Because Of Where I Grew Up. I'm Really Thankful I Grew Up In A Town Where There Were A Lot Of Other Mutant Kids. I'm From Boulder, Colorado, Which Went Through A Lot Of Dramatic Changes When I Was Growing Up.

We Need A New Law That Owners Of Suvs (sport Utility Vehicles) Are Automatically In The Military Reserve. Then They Can Go Get Their Own Goddamn Oil.