Keep whistling past that graveyard, you ing lef s. You are subhuman. You deserve to have every bone in your body broken before being tied up a pole and left to die, with the birds plucking out your eyeballs as you wail in agony. I see your cowardice. I see how before the Muslims you drop your pants and bend over. You self-censor so they won't hurt you. Message received: you submit to violence. And you live on in your dream world thinking the other shoe isn't going to drop on the homefront. You live in total denial. Make no mistake: the American people are going to rise up and slaughter you. There is something like 0.8 firearms per American civilian floating out there, and I guarantee your side doesn't hold too many of them. What do you think is going to happen as the years drag on with no economic recovery? They're going to be looking for someone to blame, someone to get revenge on. And I'll be happy to point the finger at the "intelligentsia," the liberals, the gots. And in their desperation, they will lash out. And then we will rule. With you gone, we will take what was yours and give it to them, and they will love us. Call me a "troll," whatever, fine. But deep down in your heart, in that place of fear you keep locked away, you know that is the future. But you deny, you kick the can down the road. That's fine. When the day comes, we know you will be obsequious. You will try to give away everyone who ever trusted you in an attempt to save your own life. And we will take them, and then you too.