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The best i ever saw on tv
was that S.Q. (Securite Quebec) cop catching a bullet his teeth.
Condolence, Mme. Canadiana, but husband was a fucking (stuck) pig.
But this song's not some romantic account of history.
not about martyrs or mythos or heroes or burnings-in-effigy.
It's a native kid flipping her lid
trying to keep some self-respect intact.
It's an Oka the size of a fist in resistance
and a to fight back...
and the at work, they still deny their racism.
They tolerance for all.
But it seems the degree of (only) slurs
is their gauge (and it tolerance as hate).
And there's 27 "girls-at-work" here.
fighting that for 500 years.
And golly-gee! How valient!
How the white oppressor allowance
for gestures of insurgence
(all tethered to their purses/purpose).
Oka had orchestra(tion) aborted.
Oka fucked their rules to choose a self-determined
and I, for one, it...
...and the smartest thing i think i ever
"if a Kevin Kostner Kavalry is your means to end,
the struggle is dead".
Why do we pretend that our approval is upon they depend?