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Stop Them Noe

Stop them Now I have an itch it breaks out in a red rash, been to the doctor who says I’m suffering from an attack of Islam- phobia which manifest itself with a strong antipathy against people who drink sweet tea and not are willing to swill beer like us. They also dress strange when going to the mosque, that is ok, it only when they talk about Shari laws I feel as they are trying to convert us to their way of thinking. This is my country too I do not want it taken over by people who represent another culture. That is why I protest and march in the street, it is not about Anti- Semitic, Anti- whatever feelings I, like my friends, are not for bending to a way of life that is alien to us. We did not have a revolution to let a group of fundamentalist be given or handed over to a group of nutcases.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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