For the better part of my life, I scolded myself for even using the word hate.
Right wing whites are oppression fetishists and a misery delivery system.
As a result of years of observing this shit, I fucking hate them.
In my life, in my soul - which is exactly what they want. The suggestion of meeting their hatred with love physically repulses me.
I've seen marches before me, I've been in them and they'll continue after me, but these mentally diseased cave people are whooping our collective asses.
How does every demographic in America's story have the right wing ideology as their shared antagonist?

I need to see them experience pain.