Now I wonder, if you'll drop your silly politics, where hath you lined a legitimate bloody vendetta?
Theft? Murder? Torture? Rape? Breaking the law?

I contemplate who willfully hurt and hold down others.

Half this nation masturbates to a genocide of Iraq and burning down the rest of the world, when fleeing mothers cry for help, monsters who prayed to Jesus for help bombing babies and demanded free reign to troops call them rapists and terrorists.
These are the politics that matter.
This is life and death. Who would have saved them? I'll tell you.

The other half of this country calls me sexist and racist and looks for every opportunity to blame me for their failure. Because I didn't vote for one of the biggest proponents of what I used to think was mass murder for money. Now I see that's only a slim part of it. I'm reminded why I view religion as more central to war than money. It's the One War, and the Won War, because it is the eternal strife between all life, it's cause comitted by being born. It's Hell, and it's only with miraculous futures that it can be undone. Until then, here's the answer.
Themselves, if only they had the power to.