I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad.

It's a depression.

Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job.

The dollar buys a nickel's worth. Banks are going bust.

Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter.

Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere seems to know what to do and there's no end to it.

We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat.

We sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had 15 homicides and 63 violent crimes

as if that's the way it's supposed to be. We know things are bad, worse than bad.

They're crazy. It's like everything everywhere is going crazy so we don't go out anymore.

We sit in the house and slowly the world we're living in is getting smaller and all we say is

please at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-builted radios

and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone. Well, I'm not going to leave you alone. I want you to get mad. I don't want you to protest. I don't want you to ride. I don't want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street, all I know is that first you've got to get mad.

You've got to say, I'm a human being.

God damn it, my life has value.

So I want you to get up now.

I want all of you to get up out of your chairs.

I want you to get up right now and go to the window, open it, and stick your head out and yell,

I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!

I'm as mad as hell!

I'm not going to take this anymore.

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