Metafilter: Mom, you're not going to like this. ⇒
6 October 2005, early afternoon
"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free and I will beat them so senseless that with their dying breath, their lips will be able to mouth nothing other than U-S-A, U-S-A."
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