The world today is absolute bonkers.
War, insanity, murder, lies, depravity, instability, on every corner, in our front yards, online and offline.
We ourselves are being constantly driven to insanity by the media perpetrating lie after lie.
The goal is to make us lose our hope to live. The end goal is to make us pliant to the world domination design of a bunch of unelected self-called elite bent on taking over all of us.
The objective is to make us enter survival mode. You know the famous fight or flight state?
That is exactly what they are driving us towards. Just like cattle on the range, herded by cowboys wielding whips and shouting us into the corral, we, the people, are being driven faster and faster, it seems, towards an open air prison.
All dissent is suddenly considered extremism. All opinion contrary to the main narrative – not only suspect but criminal.
Free speech – gone.
Freedom to vote in fair elections – gone.
Freedom to own firearms – gone.
Freedom to move – almost gone in most jurisdictions due to the perverse effects of rampant illegal migration. As of now, legal migration is severely curtailed by objective and subjective factors. This is what 30 years of illegal migration will get you: native peoples getting tired of being overrun by foreigners.
Freedom to associate – gone.
Freedom to think – u crazy? That is gone, too.
What remains of the legacy of 1776 and 1789?
Almost nothing at all. In any case, very little.
What are we to do then? What can we do? What can you do? What can I do?
Those are the questions that trouble our conscience when we hit the pillow at night.
Are we to wait and see? Or must we act now before it’s too late?
My mission is clear.
I must fight not just for the survival of my family. I must fight for more than that. I must do everything in my power to make sure that my family thrives. I must shape the world of tomorrow. Survival just doesn’t cut it anymore. I’ve done that for 46 years. It ain’t working. Survival means hanging on, resisting attack. No. One must go on the offensive if life is meant to be worth living.
And you all know I am right.
Perhaps time has come for some good old self-sacrifice. Because, and you know this to be correct, you know it in your guts: nothing worth having ever comes without a heavy price.
So yeah, I do not know about you folks. But for me, it’s time to go on the offensive. The time for retreating has come to an end.
Götterdämmerung 