In the abandoned alleyway of lies. In the cemetery where broken bones are wagered for the tattered remains of grace—there you go again. Nothing is ever good enough when it comes from your abundance of malice. No hatred is ever undone when it is poisoned with your racist words. The earth and its good people did not ask to be harnessed in a choke chain, and led around by your arrogance and ignorance. We did not wonder how big your nuclear button is, only the size of your character. And now we know, have known for some time actually, that it takes a man living in a shithole state of mind to claim that good people come from shithole countries.