For a while now I have struggled with a part of the culture here in this country – my adopted country, so to speak. For all the good-hearted, benevolent, hard-working and well-meaning people you find in America, and they do seem to be the large majority, there is a deeper vein of something very…Read more For vengeance is mine!
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" – Emma Lazarus There are so many things to…Read more To you I’ll sing this love song