I have wasted much of my life on anger and fear. An early awareness of the hypocrisy and evil of Empire. Hearing Johnny Lydon scream w/ PIL: "Anger is an energy!" in a car on Clearwater Beach one afternoon in middle school years.

"Thanksgiving" always a reminder of dead Indians and dead Africans.

I'm now thankful for those who led me to these two LPs when I was in 8th grade:

1. The Sex Pistols, Never Mind the Bollocks

2. The Clash, Sandinista!:

"It's up to you not to heed the call-up
I don't wanna die
It's up to you not to heed the call-up
I don't wanna kill"