19 . 04 . 2012
Was going to write prose on Moore’s op. I was keyed up wanting to write this and now the want to write for Moore has vanished.
I don’t even know what to say when people ask about the greae’s cause. I look like a fucking idiot.
I should delete Moore, but I’m not going to.
I’ll be back tomorrow. Maybe.
Or the Total Destruction of America.
We won't accept anything less. Call me Moore. I'm first lieutenant of the Greae Party. We are tired of being called freaks, of being told we're less than human, just because we're different.
We are the Greae, and we refuse to hide any longer. Progress isn't happening fast enough and something must be done.
Just because one, two, three humans decide not to persecute us for being mutants, doesn't mean we're making progress.
As a wise man once said, “You don't stick a knife in a man's back nine inches and then pull it out six inches and say you're making progress."