Do the Lighting of the Beacons, except with sound instead of fire.
If the power goes, start laying on the horns. Whoever can hear it, sound your own horn. Then the next one. And the next one. Until the sound reaches all through Ontario and down to the U.S. border.
Then we will know that they've been deliberately cut off.
They can sound their horns as long as they have fuel, and they've got plenty of fuel for now.
Honkor calls for freedom. Will the men of Rohamerica answer?
It is said that only as the shadows loom across the skies to steal away the light of day, only then may the light of man shine its brightest.
And when the darkest night should faII will man under many different banners band together, to ward away the coming shadows... And our call shall ring and fear away the night, and remind it that darkness has no power here.
If all else fails:
Do the Lighting of the Beacons, except with sound instead of fire.
If the power goes, start laying on the horns. Whoever can hear it, sound your own horn. Then the next one. And the next one. Until the sound reaches all through Ontario and down to the U.S. border.
Then we will know that they've been deliberately cut off.
They can sound their horns as long as they have fuel, and they've got plenty of fuel for now.
There Is Always A Way.
Light the beacons. Sound the horns!
I got goosebumps. I was thinking of something similar honking my own horn in solidarity.
Cops have been going around and putting their fires out.
The beacons are honking!
The beacons of Honkor are honking!
Honkor calls for freedom. Will the men of Rohamerica answer?
It is said that only as the shadows loom across the skies to steal away the light of day, only then may the light of man shine its brightest.
And when the darkest night should faII will man under many different banners band together, to ward away the coming shadows... And our call shall ring and fear away the night, and remind it that darkness has no power here.