Number 4: The White Man (A Manifesto)

This guy. This arrogant man who stands there thinking he's better than everyone else. Thinking that he makes the rules and everyone else has to either follow them, or accept that they're beneath him. He stands there emotionless, controlling the world. Ordering us all about. Telling us what to do and when to do it. What not to do and when not to do it.

For years it has been this way. Sometimes you think you've finally made it to a place far from his suffocating influence. But then there he is, right around the corner, telling you what to do and when to do it.

And the problem is that we sit by and watch. We do nothing to end the tyranny. We just stand there and watch. Like generations before us that have stood at the corner of injustice and action and lacked the courage to move. Like Europe appeasing Hitler. Giving in and giving in until eventually they were all marching. Marching whenever and wherever he told them to.

And sadly this is what too many of us have become. Robots, marching to and fro whenever this arrogant man tells us to. Like sheep following a wolf in shepherd's clothing.

We were meant for more.

The greatest men and women in history did not wait for permission to act. They did not care to appease a tired old man who by some sick luck controls society. The greatest men and women, the men and women that people write books about, marched boldly where they chose and when they chose. So shall we.

This man has held us with an iron grip for too long. He has stood there and told us what to do and when to do it, without even the decency to speak to us. He just stares, knowing that upon his vile signal we will march to the beat of his out-of-tune drum. No more.

This man is not greater than us, he is small and weak. He is not courageous like us, he wishes for us to live a neat, safe, conservative life until we die.

And he has the audacity to tell me when to cross the street.

No more.

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