American media is controlled. Like in the old Soviet Union. You have to listen to FR’s version of “Radio Free Europe”. Sorry it is just that way under Emperor Obama and the US MSM which covers for him seven ways to Sunday. Propaganda, pure and simple.
My SIL and nieces listen to and believe the crap. I have lost my best friend over the crap. People I have worked with are now sometimes Marxists/anarchists. Blacks speak to each other regularly, but not to Whites, and often ridicule them in restaurants (personal experience). Pelosi says “our (her) social ‘class’ has won. J-schools are gone.
Situational ethics is pervasive here. When cops (black) can pepper spray a naked man (White) and are not charged with murder (1st degree), the implication is obvious. A Holder test case?
Empty prisons built here (Illinois, Montana) are not going to stand empty. High speed rail will simply speed transport there.
As someone reminded me recently, the box cars in WWII were full. Jews reported like good citizens, only to be packed in like sardines. They did not rush the Nazi guards.
I lived across the street from some that escaped Germany. As a young person, it choked me up to see the identification tattoos from those who had been imprisoned. Our eyes would meet, and they would see I knew. Neither one of us would say a word, and this happened routinely. Succumbing to the degradation is simply beyond logic.
It will happen again. I believe it will happen here, even if we are told “all is well.” Many of us are targets and watch listed; of that I am convinced. Ahem...friends of mine indicate the gradual replacement of key personnel: 0bots and political climbers.
I was once called by a telemarketer in the 2004 election season who asked me about “one party rule.” When I pushed back, he laughed with ridicule and knowledge in his voice that sent chills through me. I heard from him once, and believe I could recognize his voice.
Just last week, for the first time, I saw a man walking through a parking lot, and next to me, looking in the back of cars. I could not tell if he was Mexican or a heavy Middle Eastern type. A month ago, by a Drug Mart that is not too far, I saw men in outright Saudi garb, complete with red-checkered head dresses, as though they were royalty.
“They’re here,”