I actually heard this today.
"Oh, I'm not racist; I'll buy clothes from any country. Indonesia, China, Bangladesh, India..."
And I heard it in my own head.
That's the voice I call my 'Little Nazi'.
Whenever I feel like giving the Germans shit for allowing Hitler to rise to power and take over, building factories to gas people...
I remind myself there is a little Nazi in all of us.
Even me.
He's like the Gollum.
A little troll, who likes to fuck things up.
Gremlin. Conqueror Worm. Trojan Horse.
The Ghost in the Machine.
The sad deny him.
The even sadder let him loose, unrestrained & let him have his mischievous way.
The sensible remember that Little Nazi inside us all...
And we work around him.
And we hope and pray that when the chips are down, and times get tough...
REALLY get tough...I mean no food, no money, zombies, vampires & cannibals wandering the wasteland...
We pray he doesn't get out.
And show us not only what we have lurking in the dark corners of our soul...
But who we REALLY are.
