Congratulations on Making Us All Nostalgic for World War II!

You make us wish for simpler times, specifically that period of nationalistic unity and selflessness that, at least in our collective consciousness, tied us together as a nation. Not because you’re an inspiring man born to the wrong time and place. No, no, no. Quite the opposite.

You’re just so fucking infuriating that you should be put into a camp and, if we were still vested in the political climate that surrounded World War II, we’d have absolutely no trouble sending you to northern California to live in a shack and grow yams behind a barbed wire fence.

Today, for example, you’re going to loudly exclaim that Hmung people are descended from dogs, then toss a bottle at a child who is whistling too loud as she walks home from school.

Fortunately, after that incident the police will stop by and promptly arrest you, relieving the rest of us of your misery for eight to fifteen years. Most likely fifteen, given how you’re going to act at the trial and how you’ll behave in prison.

Congratulations on Making Us All Nostalgic for World War II!