What are you on about now ? You ' re the one putting up a stereotype here , by adhering to the false dichotomy of conservative and liberals . As socialists , we ' re neither . <| sep |> Amsterdam Nieuw West will help you see them . <| sep |> Not Amazon , but check if your credit card has price protection . Some do and you can essentially ask them for the difference in price back if the price drops within a certain amount of time . Check your credit card benefits for the details <| sep |> I watched Andrew pushing through the others . My brother ' s side was winning . I wanted to congratulate him as he went down across the goal line but I knew better . The last time we had met he was on his knees begging for mercy . I had walked up to him trying to tell him that he would never need to ask for such a thing from me . I would give it freely . But he never saw me . He saw the god . He felt the glory of a being that could crush him with a thought and could walk over him without feeling a prick . I turned to my daughter , fifteen years old . When she first saw me she screamed . She went behind her mother who huddled down eyes shut . Then I called out . Marina , Marina , it ' s me . Your husband . You ' re not my husband . she squeaked out . She was trembling hard , I saw a tear roll down her cheek . A tear of fright . Then I knew , I knew I was no longer viewed as one of them . I stood up , my head sweeping the clouds and began to rise , higher and higher until I was beyond , their view , beyond their revolt , beyond contact . I wish they ' d understood what I did , what it took to become this . First I had to create the myth , the myth of Ugansel the deity who towered a mile high and could shoot fire from his eyes . How he was burned alive as a man for a crime he never committed and never received the final sacrament and so was condemned to hell . Then I created the rumors , that Ugansel roamed the streets every night hunting for his killers . I sprayed city walls with sulphur before setting it ablaze . I left wet phosphorous in gardens as morning broke so that as people started their day they would see fires appearing out of nowhere . People started to believe . The fear became belief and they would leave tokens outside their doorsteps to sate the demon . Finally , I became the myth . The pain of a thousand lashes on my back cannot be forgotten , even in this form . How I paid for people to create rumors I was practicing witchcraft when in reality it was hard science . They took me from my house baying for my blood . They beat me in the streets before burning me to a crisp . Then I became a god . I rose through the air and felt the cosmic energy surge through me . I breathed fire into space , to the asteroid I had seen hurtling towards earth with my telescope . No one had seen it except me . No one else believed in the science except a few . For that I was buried in an unmarked grave not in the church graveyards the other eminents received . I don ' t know what is wrong with our race . We can accept god becoming man to save man but not man becoming god to save himself and his people . My friends refuse to believe I am who I say I am . So I view from afar paying a bit more attention when they start talking about Galileo Galilei . rpagefighter