Excusing the inexcusable
And railing against the
Easily excused
Is a social past time
With a great and proud history
Of holding up intolerance
On the shoulders of
Fear and outrage.
Providing all with
A neat little package
In which one can
Tolerate intolerance
Inhaling the
Heady elixir of hate
Enjoying the sudden sense
Of a powerful purpose
Controlling the uncontrollable
Well, we more than tolerate intolerance
But only if the illusion
Is held aloft a little longer
By constantly changing
The face, the name
The identity of this
Character destroying chimera
So that we might
Rationalise our rage
And, more importantly,
Indulge it.
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