I think we’ve lied so much to ourselves from the beginning that the lies have become commonplace and now, like the Emperor’s New Clothes, they stand naked before us all. And yet, there are those who still pretend not to see things that are there before our very eyes. That is the sum of my thoughts on America right now.
“Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,
The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain–
All, all the stretch of these great green states–
And make America again! “-Langston Hughes
Monarca Rising 