I wake up and I see the face of the devil and I ask him, What time is it?

I don't want to know about the constitution of the rapist--I want to kill him! I don't care if he is white or black, if he is middle-class or poor, if his mother hung him from the clothesline by his balls: I only want to kill him! Any woman who has been raped will agree.

It seems stupid when people limit themselves to one kind of music. It tells me they're not using their ears.