posted on Sep, 24 2010 @ 04:08 PM
You know, ever since I was a child of six or so, I noticed that I was not like other people, then my classmates, my peer group and now my fellow
countrymen. They used to take great enjoyment from picking on those who were different than them, one of those was me, and another was a Malaysian guy
whos name was Zeric (or at least , thats how he spelt it in English... that in itself is a sign of how ignorant a society I live in... surely a name
ought to be the same no matter which nation you are in?). Now Zeric didnt speak much English when he first arrived, but he learned quickly . The
unfortunate thing is that the first words he learned in English, were those used to curse him for his skin colour, for his nationality, for his
presence. He came to me once at lunch time, I will never forget it. Tears were running down his face, his usualy clear eyes shot with blood from
crying, and he explained that he had just endured ten minuites of being kicked in the testicles (although , bless him , he couldnt pronounce the word
and had to point), and he told me that they had told him it happened because he wasnt English. I had to explain to him that he shouldnt listen to
them, because they had done the same to me for years, and I was as English as a cricket bat. I realised early that there was no reason for the
ignorant behaviour shown by my peers, but he had not had the benifit (I use the term, almost ironicaly) of my experience in the matter of what happens
inside the head of a little runt .
Nowadays, I understand that FEAR was the motivator for what those children were doing. They feared Zeric because they did not understand him, and
they feared me because by the time others were reading Janet and John, and Jack and Jill , I was reading Arthur C Clarkes 2001 series of books, and
therefore, even though I could communicate as well as a kid twice my age at the time, they didnt understand me either.
These talk show hosts, and more importantly , the people who follow thier teachings, are for the most part , people who never got out of primary
school. These are people who intellectualy havent stopped wetting the bed, crapping themselves when they recieve new stimulus, and in essence havent
the ability to observe themselves in an honest light. They have problems sure, no one would dispute that. But that intellectual stagnation prevents
them from creating a situation which is acceptable to them without resorting to words of hate, and thoughts of mayhem and murder. The worst of them ,
are those who have just the right kind of intelligence to motivate large groups of like minded saps, and take them on the road, to rallies and
meets.
Thousands marching blindly,
Eyes open under banners of hate,
Unseeing that they are the problem,
Thier solution is to obliterate,
For shame the thousands strong,
They are targeting the weak,
In fury the gun barrel sings its song,
Because the free refused to speak.