The Eleventh Hour

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Right up until the moment he sold America out, Sammy Kee would have laughed at anyone who called him a traitor to the United States.

Was it treason to love your country so much that you fought to improve it? "And God knows it needs improvement," he would say.

After all, everybody knew that America was a fascist, racist country.

Everybody knew that anyone in jail in America was a political prisoner.

Everybody knew that there was no atrocity committed anywhere in the world so bad that America hadn't committed a worse one.

Everybody knew that there would be peace in the world if only America would stop building nuclear weapons.

Sammy Kee had never been formally schooled in these positions. He had figured them out simply by watching the television network news. Would television lie?

So he repeated all his slogans and he marched against aid to the Nicaraguan contras and he bought every record by Peter, Paul, and Mary and he was still unhappy.

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