I mean obviously you can break the law but I can’t so what if I park legally and holler at you so long as I don’t call you a fat boi? No? Not even if I promise? Maybe just my bumper stickers say things you don’t like on a public street? I guess not. So how about I sit in my car at home and scream with helplessness and rage if I leave the windows up? What if I just sit there real quiet but think angry thoughts? No? What if I sit on my couch with my cat and write a poem? Oh that’s right. You kill poets. What if I decide you are right about everything? Except attesting to something and not believing it might kill me, might give me a fact aneurysm, cognitive dissonance made flesh, a little emotional infarction, a pulmonary symbolism? Is it o.k. if I die quietly? Yes? O.k.
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