A Parting of Ways...

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We had a parting of ways.

They say: "Give me your money, and about all you have to spend on yourself and your family, and I won't attack you."

I say: "I can get by, but I need money as well.  Let's make a deal.  A deal; you bet!"

Then, there was the kidnapping on top of the extortion.

They say, "I need your drug dealers, pimps, prostitutes and w****s."

I say, "Leave them alone.  It is none of your business, and it could be rape by government."

Lastly they said the worst thing of all: 9/11.

Hm....  figure it out.  What do you trust, and where do you hide?