Listen Only to Me.

petersironwood

March 4

Listen Only to Me.

Excuse me. Can I trouble you to listen to me for one minute? Yes? Fine. Just wanted to warn you about a danger you might not be aware of.

Snakes. Sharks. Poisons. Drugs that addict you. Diseases that afflict you.

You've heard of these. Did you know the government is doing it? No? Where do you think it all comes from? You're a smart man (or you're married to one). You don't do stupid things, right? It isn't your fault there are snakes, sharks, poisons, drugs, and diseases throughout the land. Of course not! Is it your family? No. Of course not. Is it your neighbor? No. Of course not. It's foreigners and their liberal enablers.

Did you know that? They are hurting you on purpose.

Luckily, there is a solution. Oh, yes. A final solution. Once and for all, I can rid you of snakes, sharks, poisons, drugs and violent crime. Protect you forever. Of course, the government will try to stop me. But you're too smart to let that happen. Just give me a little of your money. And give me your vote.

They will try to hurt me because I am your protector. But I won't let that happen. I will protect us both. I just need you to help me help you. I just need, just for a little while, to be above the law. Then, I can be effective as your protector. And get everything we both want. We'll get rid of all the people trying to hurt you. The bad people. They'll be gone. The different people. They'll be gone. The liberal people. They'll be gone.

And when they're all gone, of course, you'll have far fewer problems. Far fewer. And, if your woman gets out of line, you will have the power to fix that right away. Put her where she belongs. She won't have any choice. She won't have any voice. It might take a little while, but not too long. I'll fix things the way you like 'em real fast.

Hey, you want in on the action? I need some folks to beat up some of the bad people. Can you do that for me? You can? That's great. That's great. You won't be sorry. We're going to take this country back for the real folks like you.

There we go. Wasn't that fun? It's kind of a waste to have two political parties, isn't it? There's no need. We all know what's what. You're a businessman, like me. Tired of taxes? No problem. I'll cut them. Tired of rules and regulations? We'll get rid of those too. Oh, your business will do so well!

See? Just like I said, your profits are soaring. A lot. So much, you might want to give me a little more of them just to keep things perfect like they are. A little more. Yeah, but you'll still be way ahead. Say, that's a cute receptionist you've got there. Want her? Well, now you can have her. No problem. None of that bull about consent. We know they all want it, right?

You know, your daughter's kind of cute. I'd like to hire her myself and show her the ropes. Of course, I'll treat her with the same respect as though she were my own wife/daughter.

What do you mean, she said I assaulted her? Nonsense. She's not really my type. You know, for a white guy, your skin sure is dark. You're just tan? Is that your story? No problem. We'll just do a little DNA test. Well, look there. You're actually not so very white after all. Well, the test doesn't lie. We did the test. Afraid you're going to have to be shipped out to the camps for people like you. No, don't worry. We'll take care of your wife and daughter. Oh, don't worry. We'll take care of your business too. Just sign everything over to me. Or, not. I can sign for you. What do you mean, that's not your signature? Of course it is. I say it is. That's the end of the debate.

What do you mean, you'll vote for someone else next time? That's treason, you know. You didn't know? It doesn't matter. People in the camps can't vote anyway. Good bye. What other country? No, you can't leave to go to another country. Don't be silly!

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We have walls to keep you in. And lots of guards. Lots and lots of guards. With searchlights. And machine guns. And trained dogs. We know what's best for you. You just need a little re-education in our camps. So you remember better who is in charge of your life now. For your own benefit of course. You might get out eventually. Or you might get poisoned or beaten to death. It all depends on how loyal you are. And whether your family can prove their loyalty. To me. To me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Oh, how I love the lyrics of that song. Me. Me. Me.