Some people, for reasons I don't pretend to understand, have empty lives, filled with nothing but hate and envy. They feel they have nothing to live for until they become infected with an ideology of hatred that so consumes them they rejoice in having something to die for.
But only when they can make you die for it, too.
That's what happened Tuesday in the capital of the world, New York City.
Wherever it is you who do these things hide, I hope you realize that despite (and/or perhaps because of) attacks like this one in Manhattan and the countless others before it and in all likelihood yet to come, you a$$holes will NEVER win.
NOT NOW, NOT EVER.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
Thursday, November 2, 2017
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