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1902 inside a British concentration camp- where 20,000 Dutchmen, including children die. Do you feel any pity for these murdered men + women who died at the hand of the British Empire. -ch- Victims they may have been-But innocent they were not, they were murderers just the same-with their own code of hate. These Dutchmen carried rifles-went out hunting on horseback delighting in the slaughter-of a bigger kind of prey, taking part in the latest wave of genocide they found killing Zulus much more- fun than any other game.
Victims they may have been-But innocent they were not, they were murderers just the same-with their own code of hate. These Zulu warriors felt so proud- of all the suffering they had caused, driven to a frenzy by the death hate- of tribal wars, bound up by their own morals- their own bigotry + lies + shit, it's just the same in- Northern Ireland, Poland + Afghanistan, they're just fighting for the right- to enforce their own oppression through the bigotry + blindness- of their moral law.
