If you are unfamiliar with the following words you need to look them up while we still have internet and print them out. Learn them word for word. Teach your children these words and the context in which they were made. Compare the situation in which they were said with the tyranny today. They are as appropriate now as they were on March 23, 1775.

Your post would be utterly alien to the Patriot who spoke this. He would be ashamed of your denial as you should be.

Wake up America. The storm of tyranny is upon us. The War comes to your door. Fight with every ounce of your being or kneel and be chained as slaves to a tyrannical luciferian pedophile death cult worshipping Baal and Moloch.

The following is an excerpt from Thomas Paines address to the Second Virginia Convention on March 23, 1775, at St. John's Church in Richmond, Virginia. You can read the full text at:

https://archives.library.illinois.edu/erec/University%20Archives/2620191/project_gutenberg/Accession2/backups2/liber.pdf

and I suggest you do along with his 'American Crises' and 'Common Sense'.

They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength but irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. The millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable−−and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.

It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace−− but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!

true but we gotta do something, siomight as well get the war over with