i hate people who hate

With their ship, the Horse, They ply the sea of grass, They stalk the walking mountains, With stones they make their beds.

The people of each country get more like the people of every other country. They have no character, no beauty, no ideals, no culture-nothing, nothing.”…
“Everything’s getting gray, and it’ll be grayer.

The Peoples Champ

Peoples' reactions were great,

He said it hit him travelling one time in the year or so before he met my mother. Whatever country of the world it was, the poor were starting to look alike, live alike, eat alike, and dress alike in the same kind of clothes all made in the same part of China. To him, it was a sign that the people had got severed from the land.