My fellow Americans...
The problem with our country is that white people don’t like the way black people look at them; black people don’t like the way white people look at them, Hispanics don’t like the way blacks and whites look at them, and vice versa. Women don’t like the way men look at them, men don’t like the way women look at them. Skinny people hate the look of fat people, fat people hate the look of skinny people, and average size people hate the look of both, and both hate the look of them. People don’t like the way gays, lesbians, bisexuals, or transgenders look, and transgenders, etc., don’t like the look of other people as well.
Basically, we don’t like each other’s look, we don’t like the way we look at each other, or the way other’s look at us and, yet, have a hard time looking away from each other’s look. My solution if elected president would be to have the government gouge everyone’s eyes out, so we could get all this lookism eliminated, and begin hating each other for the way that we sound.
I yield back the balance of my time...
The problem with our country is that white people don’t like the way black people look at them; black people don’t like the way white people look at them, Hispanics don’t like the way blacks and whites look at them, and vice versa. Women don’t like the way men look at them, men don’t like the way women look at them. Skinny people hate the look of fat people, fat people hate the look of skinny people, and average size people hate the look of both, and both hate the look of them. People don’t like the way gays, lesbians, bisexuals, or transgenders look, and transgenders, etc., don’t like the look of other people as well.
Basically, we don’t like each other’s look, we don’t like the way we look at each other, or the way other’s look at us and, yet, have a hard time looking away from each other’s look. My solution if elected president would be to have the government gouge everyone’s eyes out, so we could get all this lookism eliminated, and begin hating each other for the way that we sound.
I yield back the balance of my time...