If “WE THE PEOPLE” do not overhaul our elected officials, restore our voting system and restore our institutions we will not be America much longer


“Joining the Marines was the worse decision I’ve ever made in my life. Thankfully, I didn’t kill anyone during my two deployments, but I did see a lot of people die, and I almost got blown up by an IED while in a convoy. When I got home and learned the truth, it took me years to get over being lied to; but my father told me my heart was in the right place, and none of us could have possibly known the truth. We all believed we were fighting to protect America and save the Iraqi people.

Even after I left the service, I didn’t know I was fucked up; I didn’t realize I had PTSD and other issues from the war. You don’t go to Hell and come back normal, but we were always told to deal with it like Marines—to walk it off and keep pushing. But returning to my civilian life was not the same; it seemed like no matter what I tried to do, I lost interest: the small talk, I didn’t care for; I became cold and disconnected; I engaged in risky behavior; I needed to feel more than just a normie; I was a warrior, the hell do I care about how your day at work went, or how you took your dog to the park? The disconnection eventually turned into depression. Nothing could satisfy me: no drugs, no women, no gambling, no nothing. Why couldn’t I just fit in like everyone else? Why couldn’t I just go back to who I used to be? My PTSD only got worse. Of course learning more about our nation’s treacherous history, and how the world really worked, didn’t help, either. Ironically, the worse choice in my life also turned out to be one of the biggest blessings in disguise.

Because of my PTSD, I was able to get compensation benefits, which allowed me to be financially secure. Sounds nice, but of course I had to pay a heavy price—I had to put my life on the line. I doubt anyone of you would trade places with me or any of us to get them. These benefits allowed me to get myself straightened out, buy a house, have a family, and raise my children. It also gave me the ability to speak without fear of being fired. And with this ability, I felt obligated, to once again, do my part as a patriot and fight for my country. Although the war is over, I am not done fighting: our real enemies are not out there in some foreign land, they are right here in DC. And I will admit, sometimes it is very hard to keep pushing forward, thinking there is no hope, being black-pilled because the People are too scared or complacent. But I continue to do what I can to expose the Parasite Class that sent me and my friends to Hell; to avenge those I lost, but also all the innocent people that died because of their lies, because it is in my nature to do so. There was a point I tried to quit; I even changed my name to start over; but there is no escaping my true nature.

At the end of the day, I have a personal vendetta against these demons, and even though I could vanish from the scene and go live my life without worry, I cannot have my peace until I do everything I can to help expose and destroy these monsters for what they have done to me and everyone else.”


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