"If ye love...the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen."
I know they sold that massive thing in Belmont (where the undocumented workers clipped the glass and were offered "agua" by the multi-lingual Ann) a year or so ago. I wonder what the attendance at that monstrosity of a Mormon temple they built in the neighborhood is doing since they moved out of town?