Ben Caldwell recalls the scene as follows: Life as we know it is about to change I smell it within the air the weather is getting strange Drugged up sedated and numb from the pain The sickness in Amerikkka has spread to her brain …

Forget the certifiables who are scrawling Hitler mustaches on pictures of the president.

Caliban: Thou dost me yet but little hurt; thou wilt anon, I know it by thy trembling: now Prosper works upon thee.

The gray vague of unsympathizing sea.