I remember the night of the 16 election. I remember dread, the culmination of all of the years of seeing us all slip further into misery. I was still searching the web for signs of hope, all alone. Then I looked at the NYT meter that showed the chances of election- it had been pegged for hilz all night. then it started to move. That's when I knew we would win. So I slipped into my life and happily watched Trump do his thing. Then when covid hit I searched for others like me because there was more work to be done. And here I am, not alone anymore. Here to help. We're all here to help aren't we? So what will we tell them? I'll tell them simply- It's time for us to stop being slaves.
When the normies come to you in a panic and ask "WHATS HAPPENING!?" .. What will you tell them?
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Although I have been trying to plant seeds all these years, I have an almost physical disability to openly talk about this to normies. My mind becomes scrambled and the words won’t come out. I don’t know where to begin. I think it might be a form of PTSD from attempting to redpill family and friends about 911 and being met with shockingly painful ugliness from the people who supposedly love and respect me. I like OP’s answer of “it’s time for us to stop being slaves”.
Go with your intuition. What you're doing might actually be the best strategy. I basically do the same thing - only dropping redpills when an opportunity presents itself.
Let Trump & the patriots show the world the truth. We're supposed to be there to help people understand & cope with it.