I had a dream last night about a race war. I understand we’ve been in one. This dream seemed more violent and hands on and lately when I go to my security job I look at the moon and I can feel how the night is going to go. Lately it’s been krakkkas who start all the fights and they threaten to bring the whole family out. Every time I see a car full of krakkkas roll by I keep my hand on my Glock just in case they anything funny. If they love the white boy on a stick so much maybe it’s time to send them to meet him. Amerikkka has made me paranoid to the point if anything looks funny from the krakkkas the line is being pressed immediately.