Why do I insist on trying to be sincere with people on the farms....what unholy great old one of faggotry guides my hand...?
Dude, people are people. Everybody acts like our differences are these huge, extreme, things but they aren't. It's the same shit. Everywhere. In every culture, in every country, people are the fucking same. I'm a pale ass, easily muggable, little jackass. I've also, because poverty, lived in some pretty fucking bad (read: black and spanish) neighborhoods. I never once had a problem with anybody. Before I moved to said places I always got the same spiel from the suburbanites and conservatives in my life, that I was moving into a warzone. Reality was just poor people with kids and shit living their lives. The roots of our divisions are an extreme, tiny, minority of people such as yourself who insist on imposing your own retarded view of utopia on the rest of us. Nobody else wants it or cares about. Most people, bless em', know the world is fucked up but are trying their best not to let it turn them into the kind of person who did the fucking up.
Fact is if everyone just stopped fucking voting based on their fears and let everyone else live in peace we wouldn't have these problems. But America, in its infinite dumbassery, has yet to learn this lesson. Not that it's unique, but like anybody gives a fuck about Burma.
I see people from all over the world, from all different races and creeds, live with each other every day of my life. No, we don't always get along, because again, people. People in general don't always get along. But I want you to explain to me how political movements based on the assumption of a war of all against all, the idea of peace being impossible, and the inherent superiority of one over the other and the gradual extermination of all weakness, is going to magically make America more fun and loving?
Actually don't answer that, because you're going to say "YES!" and it's going to be retarded. Because you're retarded, and your snarky answers are retarded, and I totally had sex with your mom and I'm MOVING IN, SON!