the days when witch hunts established for religious reasons to save the innocent from the evil doing women of new england. the taking of innocent lives because someone was fighting on behalf of their god to make sure good triumphed over evil. the sweet smell of flesh burning in public arena's to teach a lesson to all that even if there is no proof of evil, as long as one person feels another is bad based on bigotry, ignorance and fear, then in the name of god it is okay to burn them to death.
and the pogroms in russia and eastern europe. those vile, evil jews living in villages with all those jewish trinkets and blasphemous jewish things like synagogues which defy the real christian religion or the real rule of dictator god like king or czar or emperor, burn those huts those homes that land, and show those evil doers that there can only be one way to think and live.
the sweet days of nazi germany, when people were told how to think and what to think. the days when it was easier to find a scapegoat to blame for your self made troubles or a scapegoat to mention when it was the government who reneged on a promise or a dictatorial leader was more concerned with his well being than those of the people he governed. take those jews, or gypsies, or homosexuals and brand them, beat them, and burn their places of establishment, to prove that two wrongs don't make a right, but that one wrong trumps any right, make them burn in hell.
wear a white hood, hide behind your own insecurities and in the pitch black of night 20 of you against one or two, scare the black folk out of their beds and make them run like wild animals and finally tie, or tar and feather them and place a noose around their neck, reminding them how they are not human. and as a final lesson burn them, or burn their homes forcing their young children to run frantically into the night, traumatized for a lifetime as they look into the bonfires made from the few items they owned.
awww, fire, it makes such a burning point, when sense or truth just can't find it way into reason or rhyme.
and now as if we haven't learned from a sordid past of idiots, fear mongers, self loathing individuals who only have the power to hate, there is a small library in connecticut where a book about a family of mommies, no dad and mommy, has caused emotional and irreconcilable distress for those who seem to be drawn to the evil book, they want the book banned and of course burned. you can't allow freedom of expression, only the freedom of SUPPRESSION!
burn it because the evil will haunt the library if the book is left on the shelf. the papers and the binding must be made into ashes. burn the book because it may allow some to think outside of the box. to think that maybe choice is good. that difference has merit.
burn baby burn... the only way to rid the world of the devil is to use the actual environment in which the devil lives (fire), to make our world better.
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