29 November 2011

逐客令

Because you don't hold the right to vote, nobody cares about you. You have no voice, no rights and no priveleges. Whether you are dead or alive I am not really concerned, as long as you don't mess up my place. When your time is up, leave. You don't belong to this place.

But so what if you return to where you supposedly have the right to vote? You think people there care? What makes you think that people there will actually welcome you, extend a helping hand to you when you need help, or even see you as one of their kind?

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