Everything I Wanted To Know About Genocide I Learned In The Third Grade Testo

third graders holding hands indians and pilgrims celebrating new found landsthey tried to teach me that at schoolmake the white race look superior it's always been their rulenow i can't believe we celebrate thanksgiving as a holiday of unity and peaceif i had my way, we'd all dress in blackand daddy would serve up the white meatcuz genocide is nothing to celebrate, extinction doesn't deserve a paradeand we perpetuate these lies witht he turkeys that we buyi tried explaining to my mom but she's too afraid to admit to herselfthat her race is a killing machinetake a look around your town and who doy ou see?the native american is surprisingly absent in his own indigenous landdo you want to know why? it's cuz we killed them allit's not that hard to understand, yeahso i go to college and you know what i learned?that 80 million people were killed by my grandpa, your grandpa and all of their friendsthey bleached out our continent but that's not the endthe last full blooded aborigine died a century agoif it's possible there's a place in the southern hemisphere with a history even worse than our homeno one finds it peculiar that a tropical island is full of people just like you and mebut astralia's a piece of shit floating in the pacificbuoyed by the blood of the aborigine.buoyed by the blood of the aborigine.