Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Friday, February 15, 2013
Don't Tell Me
Don't tell me what to value. You grew up in your shoes, I grew up in mine.
Don't tell me what I just said in your own twisted words; if you have questions, ask them. I'll do the same.
Don't tell me what I need or don't need. I am my own arbiter.
If you demand ideological purity and homogeneity among your circle of friends and confederates, move on past me, Citizen. There will be plenty of extra room in your clubhouse for guns, ammo, comics, and coloring books.