I woke up in 1997 working as a reporter. That was a long time ago. I’ve devoted nearly everyday of my life since that time, speaking out, educating people, screaming from the rafters. This fight is such a big part of who I am, I don’t know who I am without it.
I am so fed up and frustrated with people who just can’t or refuse to see the fascism looming over the world like a threatening, dark cloud. 3,400 people were arrested in the UK last year for speaking out against their government, dozens within the last few days. This to me is truly the most important sign of impending fascism—-it’s something that should scare the hell out of all of us, in the same way J6 did.
I’m 62 now. I was in my 30’s when I woke up. That’s half of my life hoping to save America!
But I’m tired now. I’m tired and miserable. My relationships are suffering. My anger has taken over my life. I’m not getting outside enough. I’m not taking care of my soul. I’m hyper focused on the world’s problems but letting my own wellbeing and health suffer.
I think I’m going to find God now.
You are all THE BEST. I don’t even know you, but I love each and every one of you.
Deepest Respect.
Recall if you will the Mel Gibson classic Braveheart.
In it, Campbell, the father of Hamish, had been struggling against the "deep state" tyranny a full generation longer than had any of the younger freedom fighters.
And when the opportunity came to finally overthrow the tyrants, Campbell didn't shirk, no, he went balls to the wall.
And he served as an outstanding example of never quitting, never giving up.