Grima Wormtongue has spoken. This is the foul sickness that plagues too many of us.
The younger generation of man has not lived through what our old, done men have, and they took to the streets in their hordes for The Donald, as seen in numerous internet videos and rallies over the last months. They delivered to Donald Trump 80 million votes and more in one of the biggest blow-outs in American Presidential history.
And they would steal that from us.
We do not have the luxury of cynicism, of I told you so's. We must fight on every battlefield of the information age and beyond. We must fight for this America, or it will be no more.
I urge those of us who still have some fight left in them to rise like the proud Americans you always were before the malaise took hold. To cease displaying your fear and despondency for the enemy to look upon and to gloat. To shame those who would urge surrender, like you were George Patton in a medical tent.
Arise and do what you can to warn the people of the evil force that would ruin this shining city on a hill and which would enslave us. Arise in defiance of the Covid police state. Arise to put a stop to the Great Reset. And arise to fight for the President who fights for you.
Arise now, arise, Riders of Théoden!
Dire deeds awake: dark is it eastward.
Let horse be bridled, horn be sounded!
Forth Eorlingas!
Rise.
