For a wet back whose father was probably his school's janitor you did have big dreams for your life Mac. We're you one of those kids that died a little when he saw his dad emptying trash cans or did you look at him with pride in your eyes and a stirring in your soul? Oh man, the good life in Bayonne mother fucking Jersey where you can watch the garbage barges full of nyc trash float by every day. Were those a painful reminder as well? Is that why you tried to kill yourself? You even failed at that task. It's so easy, one little squeeze of the trigger, not a pull, with a pull you'll jerk it off target. You would've learned that in the military. Why do you hate people that were in the military so much? Do they remind you of your lack of masculinity or did your father do that too much to you as a child? I bet your mom beat you on the regular and you have rape fantasies because of her. Do you want to rape your mother? You want to kill your father and rape your mother, explains so many of your fetishes, except the Asian one. Maybe that one has to do with rejection as well since no self respecting asian wants to crawl in the sack with a Rican. It's all clear now.
"Ah, you miserable creatures! You who think that you are so great! You who judge humanity to be so small! You who wish to reform everything! Why don't you reform yourselves? That task would be sufficient enough."
-Frederick Bastiat
