It’s 1997 and I’m working in the media at a small station in the northeast. I was an experienced reporter by then and that is the year when I noticed a tide change both locally and internationally. It was little things, but I felt those things were pointing to something much bigger.
I started digging.
Online, I found preppers, conspiracy theorists and Spiritualists. Some folks were already building bunkers and going off the grid. I waded through it all, came across topics like pedophilia and missing children, hidden UFO technology, whistleblowers and witches.
And I began to form a picture that I expanded on over the decades. Imagine trying to tell people what was happening in 1997! It was the loneliest place on earth.
If you don’t think people are waking up, let me tell you, IT IS HAPPENING. And it’s a beautiful thing. And it’s only going to escalate by leaps and bounds and by the minute and by the day.
The only thing we had “back in the old days” that came close to what we needed was the Tea Party.
God bless you all, my Patriot soldiers. You don’t know how happy I am to see you. You are doing God’s work. You are all heroes.
Same boat. Wife and I don’t talk hardcore conspiracy stuff, it’s WAY beyond her threshold. But I plant seeds. She’s one of the types that could end up in a hospital. I worry for her. Her being a strict vegetarian and anti cruelty advocate, I think maybe the Fauci beagle torture thing made a dent. I hope.