The following was going to be my reply to one of the commentators on HT on an article entitled "Cuban Teenagers and their Foolishness", luckily I saw sense and declined to press submit
I like to think of myself as being still in my youth, largely because of my inexperience. I am hesitant to write on here again. Achieving so much for Jeremy Corbyn in the shadows, through transporting Cuban belief to England repeatedly costs me my sanity. If I could share with you the waking dreams of genocide of the English middle classes that I have suffered, in reality paranoid reflections of the reflection, you would be the first to join the BNP. I don't think I can take much more of this, my credibility with the largely African NHS is already at an all time low, perhaps because I do so well out of the well-fare state. I fear they will denounce me as a spy or double agent, rather than the true revolutionary I aspire to be. Jeremy is so close, Fidel has returned to mount Zion, why do I keep coming here?
