The host screamed out, “I want to kill him,” “kill the man,” he is the slime of the earth liberal and I hate liberal. The crowd gathered closer cheering on the host. The host yelled, “We need to kill all liberal starting with this vulgar man, he’s a liberal.” “Someone grab a rope?” a voice cried out.” The host called out. “We will kill it right here and put a end to his liberal ways.” The crowd went crazy cheering the host. Yes they said, kill him. The crowd jumped man-x and put a hood over his head. They pushed him to the tree and threw the rope over the branch with the rope tied in a slip knot. The host yelled out sting him up standing safely on the stage looking down at his followers. The crowd did exactly what the host wanted and all pulled on the rope till he was high in the tree his body liberal body twitching and squirming. The crowd cheered. “Yes, death to the liberals,” the crowed screamed. The host yelled, “Death to the liberals,” again. The body stopped moving. The crowd went quiet. The host repeated himself, “death to the liberals.” The people were silent. A person in the crowd yelled out, “Why didn’t anyone stop us.” Another person yelled out in the crowd, “it’s not are fault, no one stopped us.” Ya,” another yelled, “we were only listening to him, and it’s his fault.” The crowd walked quietly away. The host was on the stage, “we need to kill the liberal,” he yelled out once more but no one was listening. The crowd with their heads hung down in shame were silent.
Some people use drugs, some people drink some do both until they find the new rush, power over others. Their egos take over it’s their new drug of choice, twisting truth to see how far people will follow the broken mans mind.