the party of lincoln is resurgent and desperately trying to co-opt an insurgent movement that has curiously rendered the party of union into a secessionist hot-bed of anti-government, anti-tax hot heads far more radical than anyone i ever hung out with while the empire concerned itself with south-east asia as opposed to their adventurism in the world of islam...along the way they have indulged themselves in some of their domestic biases and somehow, in a classic example of double-think that even orwell would have hesitated to publish, have labled union workers as "elitist"...imagine an elite opting to pull on its coveralls and descend into some of the most alienatingly un-natural environments you'd care to imagine...physically and psychologically ugly, as well as dangerous, shrouded in night, they take in an even more ghastly cast in something as natural as sunlight...don't believe me? seek out a local mill-rat ( if you can find one) and ask about sunrise over the slag heaps, graphite coated ground, stunted trees, rats, cats, supervisors, and all the other debased things when the sunshine hits them after a midnight turn...the only thing that makes it bearable is the fact that the shift is over, not beginning...day turns are an entirely different world.
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