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The nasty words you spoke in private toward a specific group of people rightfully were made
public and revealed what you truly harbor in your heart.

I'm a proud and intelligent member of the ethnic group your nasty words attempted to debase.
Look in your mirror and ask, when, where, and how did my bigotry make its unfortunate ugly start?

More importantly, have you ever asked yourself why you disrespect certain ethnic groups for no proven 
reason, and adore other groups simply because of the color of skin?                                

Your nasty words vividly reflect a soul that's empty, a mind engrossed in ignorance, and a vision
myopic at best.  What a pitiful state of existence you live in.

It's actually sad that in your mind, you truly believe your nasty words are justified, giving you a false sense 
of extreme power over the subservient "them."

What your nasty words have truly done is dull the magnificent glow in your heart you were born
with, and displace it to a state of existence, way too far south of being dime.

Your nasty-words-state-of-mind is crippling you mentally and physically in ways you're not even
astute enough to be aware of.  Ignorance will not allow you to.

Without heartfelt change, you'll never experience the wonderful embracing of all worthy 
humankind.  Tolerance and understanding for others not like you, are attributes foreign to you.

So, continue along your path of misguided tunnel vision.  You should openly and with vigor recruit others that 
think exactly as you do.  What a despicable union of bigots you will all make.

Then, for the betterment of humankind, unlike Noah and the Ark, your vile group should congregate in distasteful 
harmony, then immediately take a non-returnable ship to distant outer space.                                              


Al Johnson, aka Alfredo Leon
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