Here I stand on Thanksgiving.
It is a bleak Thanksgiving.
Me?
I am thankful for everything
on the entire earth,
but the world is in hock.
In hock, because this planet is a piece of
cheese to the aliens.
The aliens who have heckled humanity into doing their bidding.
Earthlings shall give up their planet
to the aliens with a smile on.
They're technologically superior, it's true,
but millennia behind us when it comes to humanity.
Their very presence sends us into fits of reclusion.
We either give them the planet,
or else they take it from us.
Here I stand on Thanksgiving.
It is a bleak Thanksgiving.
Me?
I am thankful for everything on the entire earth,
but the world is in hock.
In hock,
because this planet is a piece of cheese to the aliens.
The aliens who have heckled humanity into doing their bidding.
Earthlings shall give up their planet to the aliens with a smile on.
They're technologically superior,
it's true,
but millennia behind us when it comes to humanity.
Their very presence sends us into fits of reclusion.
We either give them the planet,
or else they take it from us.
Their very presence sends us into fits of reclusion.
We either give them the planet,
or else they take it from us.
Their very presence sends us into fits of reclusion.
We either give them the planet,
or else they take it from us.