COVID-19 Lockdown, Day 223
Much to talk about today. First, I had another dream last week. In this dream, nonwhites, myself included, were forced onto trucks and taken to a concentration camp. We went through metal detectors, had our heads shaved and designed according to race, and were beaten for being too slow or for no reason at all. There were no thugs or thots mouthing off in this dream. Either they were the first to die, or they were just as scared as I was. While we were being herded into the camp, I somehow had gotten lost from my group, and I was confused to find myself alone and frightened that I would be beaten or worse for straying from my group. All the while, I heard a song in the background from a hatenanny from George Lincoln Rockwell's American Nazi Party: "Ring a bell, shout for joy, White man's day is here. Thirty million ugly coons waiting by the pier. America for Whites, Africa for Blacks, give that ugly ape a stick, give that ugly chimp a spear." As I have said before, I ...