Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in His Windyships inner self.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal despite the PC Brigade thinking they are superior."
I have a dream that one day on the green hills of the Pennines, the sons of past glories and the sons of brave Britons will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood and banish the cretins to St. Helena.
I have a dream that one day even the city of Bradford, a city sweltering with the heat of do gooders, sweltering with the heat of those who profess to tell us how we should live our lives, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my three little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the PC minorities but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Parliament, with its vicious meddlers and spin merchants, with its Prime Minister having his lips dripping with the words of "didn't I do well" and "things can only get worse" -- one day right there in the U.K. little boys and girls will be able to join hands and celebrate the end of the Human Rights Charter.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together without those self imposed morons who sit themselves up on high judging us all.
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the Hereford with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of peace and love. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day of meddlesome jerks.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:
We will overcome my peasants, have faith in His Windyship to lead you out of the land of darkness and into the light, where Political Correctness will be a thing of nightmares but never to be repeated.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in His Windyships inner self.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal despite the PC Brigade thinking they are superior."
I have a dream that one day on the green hills of the Pennines, the sons of past glories and the sons of brave Britons will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood and banish the cretins to St. Helena.
I have a dream that one day even the city of Bradford, a city sweltering with the heat of do gooders, sweltering with the heat of those who profess to tell us how we should live our lives, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my three little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the PC minorities but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Parliament, with its vicious meddlers and spin merchants, with its Prime Minister having his lips dripping with the words of "didn't I do well" and "things can only get worse" -- one day right there in the U.K. little boys and girls will be able to join hands and celebrate the end of the Human Rights Charter.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together without those self imposed morons who sit themselves up on high judging us all.
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the Hereford with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of peace and love. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day of meddlesome jerks.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:
We will overcome my peasants, have faith in His Windyship to lead you out of the land of darkness and into the light, where Political Correctness will be a thing of nightmares but never to be repeated.
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