hope that was what was crushed. and time, linear time like rails. put your ear on them. feel the distant train vibrate your bones, melt your heart like a mirage, you always feel your soul pulled out of you stretched like a train whistle that damned horizon disappearing. it's always time to plan, democracy may be unattainable, but the alternative is unthinkable, it is the what, the what it is, it isn't what you think, they plan it that way, you can't think what it could be, get real, this is the best damn country on earth, love it or leave it, you know god damn well what the alternative is, put your ass in a cage, you think you're free, they killing it, it's terror out there, it's chaos, you see how they are dying to get in? freedom? shit, it's the best you gone get.