“Doc, I don’t understand. I don’t see things as hopeless,” Cherry said easily, trying to sound sympathetic yet encouraging. “I see opportunity everywhere.”
“You brought up that way, Mista. You see people makin it. Where I come from, I see people wastin way. Hopeless, Man. You can say what you want but nobody listens. Like you. You can’t hear me. They pass laws, they say they spendin money. Nothin happen. Jax right, Bros. The government gonna fall. It’s the government who decide who live, who die. The government decide who drafted, who shipped to Nam, who a boonierat, who get jobs, who starve.”
“It’s not that way for everyone,” Cherry said.
“The revolution is comin,” Doc said very sadly. “It comin an the government can’t stop it. They can’t stop it cause the guerrilla is the heart of the
