Bloody White Mischief

When the background hum tells you something is off: I viewed the Bush II admin with suspicion on their intrusion into citizens’ lives over a decade ago. I observe that after more than 3 months of being a Minnesota resident, I still don’t have a driver license. Needed: multiple proofs of address and original birth certificate. And more, as it turns out. And for what? To fly within the borders of my own country. No wonder tinfoil hatteries are doing such business these days.

I suspect if I were a white supremacist, I would have no problem amassing an arsenal to cause bloody mischief. As a white man, I might even get a high-five from an occasional public servant. I think the attack on immigrants is a sleight of hand. It diverts attention away from other issues much more important to the nation.