"Do you have any last words," the man presiding over today's events asked.

"Yeah, I've got a few, words," I really don't, but I'm afraid.

"Then go ahead and speak them," he silences the crowd to hear me speak.

"The rich elite in America have bought our politicians. They're willing to do anything to maintain control. Stop binge watching and go do something about it. Burn some shit, kill if you have to. If you can't do that, fuck all of y'all. Y'all deserve the hell we're living in."

"Release the gallows," he orders, and the executioner pulls the switch. I just close my eyes and wait.

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