i cleared my mailbox after getting too emotional and entangled in the obomba fundation land grab web, and stepping hazily beyond a hazy boundary. i hate the fake liar obomba vehemently, and i still see everyone here in obombaland without obomba as under obomba's slick operator spell, or feeling no agency to fight the man, or going along to get along, and maybe garner some cash or at least not be ostracized. it is pertinent that the only one who was passionate enough to challenge the obomba fundation for stealing public parkland is called an outsider. people who live here either don't give a shit or think the second coming of obomba is an economic miracle of hope and change for the sad decrepit crime ridden south side. it's probably a ridiculous dream, but i'd love to see obomba build his kingdom in silicon valley or on wall street, or even on some vacant lots around where nothing now grows but trash, obomba could actually grow something instead of stealing it, and leave the park to the birds. they always want to take over something, to site their tower monument in a setting of natural beauty, to take over neighborhood where poor people have lived and toiled. the rich can take anything anywhere, and for the people who are taken, it's always here.
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