Stranger In Your Own Land

-Was it totally my fault, that I am now a stranger in my own land, where people talk of religion as if everything that is touched by its near-sacred fingers turn to solid gold signifying happiness, where people who choose to be idiots rule over people who have no say in their choice of being idiots or non-idiots, and where a few people trying to assert their rights to be less idiotic gets oppressed like they're a bunch of stink-of-hell heathens?