The enemy surrounds me

Everywhere I go, there they are. They look like normal people. Not knowing, I even say hello. But if the conversation goes beyond hello, that's when I notice. They are my enemies. These are not the enemies that the state wants me to accept by their judgement as being evil or Islamo or butt sexuals or poor or ill or old or ethnic. Nope. My enemies are children. Yep, children.

Not the one's between 1 and 18. I mean the one's who are over 18. Those who never matured, never became adults. They have all the characteristics of a brat kid. Greedy, selfish, uncooperative, whiny, abusive, uncaring, thieving, mocking, cheating, violent, biggoted, and not willing to share.

You know, Conservatives.

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