"The ignorance of the American land."
A million artists, writers, poets, filmmakers
sweat blood, weep in the gutter
in the intimidating but fantastic possibilities of this country
and you call this land ignorant.
I know no curse in our language that could revile you more for your lying words of hatred.
- but I don't sit around and mourn ignorance. I'll give it a fucking try, like real Americans can and do.
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on. I wouldn't piss on you if your piles were on fire.
Wait 'til you meet the great minds of America in Hades. We'll feed your ungrateful ass in pieces to the heads of Cerberus.