A flood of misinformation and disinformation is to be expected ABOUT us and aimed AT us, to confuse and rattle and cow Trump's base. This is all psyop tactics. Rome wasn't built in a day, and if Trump is defeated, that is one thing, but he hasn't yet surrendered, so neither should we: The man has been in the direct line of fire, taking hits on our behalf for five years. YOU DON'T ABANDON YOUR COMMANDING OFFICER WHEN HE IS UNDER FIRE FOR PROTECTING YOUR ASS, AND YOU SURE AS HELL BETTER NEVER GO AWOL IN THE THICK OF BATTLE. DESERTERS DESERVE THE RESPECT OF NO ONE, SO QUIT WITH THE PREMATURE DOOMING, PEDES, AND NUT UP. ANYONE WHO BAILS BEFORE INAUGURATION DAY IS A DESERTER, WITH ONLY A BETRAYER BEING WORSE. CLOSE RANKS AND STAY ALERT. YOU DON'T NEED TO CHARGE TO HOLD THE LINE.

PRAY FOR VICTORY, AND GOD'S WILL BE DONE.

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(The poem excerpted below is concerned with loyalty to one’s homeland, but also with the manner in which one must draw from his connection to his country and traditions, in order to excel. The word "pelf" is an archaic term for filthy lucre or wealth dishonestly gained, à la the Bidens and other officials.)

"Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd From wandering on a foreign strand! If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no Minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;— Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung."

---"The Lay of the Last Minstrel," Sir Walter Scott, Canto VI, 1805