Here is my rant, do not feel sorry for me.
I hate it when a broken family needs dinner, only to find the soup kitchen closed because the money was stolen.
When a blind child is denied special care because the money went to buy anti-American protest signs, I get angry.
My blood boils when a single mom drops her daughter off at a daycare center only to find out the building was never a daycare center but a street-front money drop, and I am a racist for trying to defend her.
I have sleepless nights thinking about how homeless veterans are sleeping on the street in the cold, rainy weather because their funding is being used to pay for expensive penthouses with warm fireplaces and kitchens stocked to overflowing.
Rage fills my mind when I see an elderly grandmother struggling to pay her taxes, but is unable to buy groceries.
I am sick to my stomach when a state government tax-rapes its citizens for the greater good.
I am a xenophobe, and sadness fills my soul when FEMA funds are used for exotic vacations, and citizens are left homeless.
Farmers struggle to work in the dirt to pay their taxes, only to discover their money was sent to feed foreign families while our children starve.
I am labeled a dirty supremacist for asking for an accounting of how my tax money was spent.
When the state tax collector sells Grandma and Grandpa's home at auction for a few hundred dollars to pay overdue tax bills, I am filled with revulsion.
When children lack a day care center to be safe in while their mother works two jobs, it fills me with fury.
I am despised because I oppose the government's sanctioned embezzlement of funds from low-income families.
Children go without meals because the money was spent on champagne and caviar, which is what makes me a bigot.
When phony charities rake in billions, it is my fault for finding out!
When elected officials secretly funnel money to their minority communities to buy votes, I am to blame.
When I ask a politician about the missing billion, I suddenly become loathed, nothing more than the scum of the earth.
I am a foul and filthy creature when I demand an explanation on why our high school graduates can’t read. I am a leech on society, a racist, a bigot, and a hater because I want a fair shake for all and a reasonable accounting of my tax dollars.
Is that too much to ask?
I guess it is.
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This was anonymously submitted to the Patriot Command Center.
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This is very strong. Thank you for posting it, Bob. Sarcasm is a potent tool to expose the truth. Please ask the author to send us more.
-Steve
I will add:
I hate that my uncle whom I never met who died after shooting down a Jap plane, never claming it, being sent to Solomon Islands, got malaria, died.
I hate that one WWII family had 5 Gold Star Flags hanging in their living room window, as was the custom.
I hate that my Mother, when analyzing early imports from chyna after Nixon did this thing, found poisons in those shoes and my government hid that fact.
I hate that AI, gpt are becoming as embedded over and under each of our lives when the Bible clearly warns us about technology over humanity.
I hate that serpent venom peptides are being embedded in all of our products and no one cares.
I hate that I had 7 college students who couldn't read a ruler and that foreign students blew them out of the water.
just a few to add to yours, with which I also hurt for—