i had a dream about ten or so years ago. all the rh- population were rounded up by suits, brought into these underground tunnels, and shackled to the walls. The ones who died hung rotten by the newer ones, to the terror of the arrivals. But some of the ones who'd been shackled longest began to twist and change into these grotesque, wide-mouthed, tree-like creatures, mouthing at the air in agony.
When I woke up, this phrase stuck with me and I'll never forget this. They were saying 'put em on the wall of woe'.