I picked up a newspaper on the tube today and saw that despite all of it’s recent glory, America is still trapped in its own nightmare.
The first story was about an effigy, apparently with Barack Obama’s name on it, that was found with a noose around it’s neck in former US president Jimmy Carter’s hometown. Just when you think a step has been taken closer to the dream, a figure raises it’s head in the night to smother it in sheets. However, I doubt that stupid dolls have much impact on Obama, considering the number of death threats that he is reported to face on a regular basis.
The second story was about a boy that died tragically just minutes after the New Year tolled. He had been shot dead by an AK-47 that had been fired over a mile away by someone “celebrating” the coming of 2010.
Perhaps even hunters would take back their gun love if they had read this story with me on the underground to nowhere amongst London’s snakes and lizards.
Surely things are simple – they are in my mind. The right to bear arms leaves mothers to bear grief. And racial persecution is genuinely pathetic.
