Dear Corporate America,

Your economy is bound to slip from your grasp. Your companies are losing alliance. Your branches are losing their green leaves and those leaves are dying off, one by one, two by two, or in other cases you're clipping them off. You're stuffing your ears with your greasy white handkerchiefs as you count your dollars bills over the cries of millions of people. You turn your face up at anything that does not suit your fabricated therapeutic deism. You paint those different than you as a threat to mankind. Your fear has manifested into one of the most dangerous of behemoths. Those who don't agree must leave your presence. To be quite honest, those who don't agree with you, and are Muslim and/or colored, are now a target.

You may need to re-evaluate some things. What are you going to do when there's no one else left but you? You spit on the hands that you shake. You piss on the hands that feed you. You are as cancer to the Earth; you are as a sword in Mother Nature's spine. You are a corrupt plastic surgeon, a dead man walking. To what end will you stop? You've succeeded in polluting the air and the land that you share with those you see as your inferiors. Anyone who is not you and not of your kind is seen as subpar, or subhuman, we don't need clean air. Clean water is for those who work for it, and clean land is for those who earn it. You'll abuse the poor until the poor are those who make 10 cents less than you...and then who is left?

And so I ask you again, what are you going to do when you've run out of people to do your dishes for you? What are you going to do when you have no one to work in your factories anymore, to make your coffee for you, to grow your food for you? What are you going to do when the oxygen is no longer oxygen; when your source of hydration is as acid to all matter and when the food you eat is no longer consumable? What are you going to do when you've run out of everyone else around you but yourself?

Sincerely,
Real America