From: wahidazal66@gmail.com   
      
   Don't wait for The Old White Man to understand you. He doesn't even recognise   
   you. You were not made in His image. He does not recognise resistance on your   
   face, even as you look Him, dead, in the eye. Resistance looks different on   
   faces that don't look    
   like Him or speak like Him or die like Him. You dare give your children names   
   He cannot pronounce and teach them that the world is also theirs. It is His   
   world.   
      
   The Old White Man, son of Neanderthal and African, extinguished one ancestor   
   and traded in the other. He of the North does not recognise your Southerness   
   or admit its humanness. He deals out democracy, diversity, inclusion,   
   liberté, égalité, fraternità  
   ©, freely. But only in proportion to the whiteness of your skin, your speech,   
   your soul. He has wars with his fellow White Man and calls them World Wars. It   
   is His world.   
      
   The Old White Man wears the magnificent cloak of His Burden to educate,   
   civilise, and eradicate you, showing you His God and driving you faster into   
   his loving arms. You: black, brown, red, yellow, and other colours of his   
   designation, are a nuisance, an    
   inconvenience, and an unnecessary evil. You stand in His way like forest stood   
   in the way of His wood, and earth in the way of His progress. He does not   
   share. It is His forest. It is His earth. It is His world.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)