I protested on my state capitols steps on the 6th. I was called a fucking bastard, a piece of shit, racist, "silence is violence", and so on all because I had the audacity to literally just stand on the steps by a Trump sign. The same college age kids who I saw running through the streets, throwing rocks through windows, etc were the little purple hairs doing this. They shut down our downtown every night for over 100 nights so that we would listen to them.
I'm not quite 30 yet, and not a day goes by that I'm not pissed as hell. I spent all last year reflecting on my anger: maybe I'm wrong, maybe I am racist, maybe I'm the one confused. I have taken the HR diversity training. I have been told by close family and HR people that I have an unconscious bias. I have been repeatedly told that I am fragile and a supremacist at the same time. That my white, straight male culture is the problem.
But after all this, I have attacked no one. I have called no names. I have tried to understand, twisting my thoughts to the point that I couldn't tell which direction was right. At no point have I taken my frustrations out on anyone.
But I now know which side is right and just. It's not about colors or privilege levels. America is hated for it's free spirit and the only people left who either aren't actively trying to destroy it or forgot what it was are those of us who they attack now.
They use the name "white supremacist culture" to describe minorities who see through the bullshit. The evil ideas have infiltrated all levels and captured the minds of so many in my blue city.
I offer no threats. I just simply say, these kids should be careful that they don't create a world that they will regret having to love in. But they can't see that far ahead. Whether patriots or the cabal win this war, life won't be easy for these ANTIFA fuckers.
I protested on my state capitols steps on the 6th. I was called a fucking bastard, a piece of shit, racist, "silence is violence", and so on all because I had the audacity to literally just stand on the steps by a Trump sign. The same college age kids who I saw running through the streets, throwing rocks through windows, etc were the little purple hairs doing this. They shut down our downtown every night for over 100 nights so that we would listen to them.
I'm not quite 30 yet, and not a day goes by that I'm not pissed as hell. I spent all last year reflecting on my anger: maybe I'm wrong, maybe I am racist, maybe I'm the one confused. I have taken the HR diversity training. I have been told by close family and HR people that I have an unconscious bias. I have been repeatedly told that I am fragile and a supremacist at the same time. That my white, straight male culture is the problem.
But after all this, I have attacked no one. I have called no names. I have tried to understand, twisting my thoughts to the point that I couldn't tell which direction was right. At no point have I taken my frustrations out on anyone.
But I now know which side is right and just. It's not about colors or privilege levels. America is hated for it's free spirit and the only people left who either aren't actively trying to destroy it or forgot what it was are those of us who they attack now.
They use the name "white supremacist culture" to describe minorities who see through the bullshit. The evil ideas have infiltrated all levels and captured the minds of so many in my blue city.
I offer no threats. I just simply say, these kids should be careful that they don't create a world that they will regret having to love in. But they can't see that far ahead. Whether patriots or the cabal win this war, life won't be easy for these ANTIFA fuckers.