Nailed it. Watch this. I promise you won't regret it. 👇👇
"Charlie held up a mirror. He exposed the hypocrisy and the illogical fallacies of the left. That's why he is dead now. Charlie's death is pretty ironic when you think about it. It proves that you can't challenge the left on their beliefs and ideals without VIOLENCE being their ultimate response."
Let them cook. Share it out.
I have to admit the death of Charlie Kirk has shaken me to my core. If you have followed me for any length of time, you know I have been warning about the poison spreading through the woke liberal left.
They call America a colonialist nation and chant death to America. They want to erase the entire Western framework. They preach equity over equality. They demand open borders and the abolishing of police. They flood campuses with safe spaces while policing so-called “microaggressions.” They pressure people to change their genders and push children toward sex change surgeries. They have tried to assassinate a presidential candidate twice and were furious when it failed. They glorify the killing of CEOs. In New York City, Louigi carried out such a murder while liberals praised him and rushed to raise funds for his defense.
They cheer for terrorist groups. They assassinate Jewish embassy employees in Washington. They cosplay as terrorists. On college campuses the hatred for Jews is rampant. They glorify Hamas leader Sinwar, call for a global intifada, and call for the destruction of the only Jewish state fighting a genocidal Islamist terror group.
For a while, I believed this was just old-fashioned antisemitism mixed with ignorance, that they were blinded by hatred and could not grasp that eliminating terror is a moral necessity, that Hamas, not Israel, is responsible for the death of innocents.
What I have witnessed since Charlie’s murder is far darker. One man may have pulled the trigger out of his own choice or for hire. But what is far worse is the hundreds of thousands celebrating his death. The mocking. The laughter. The open joy flooding social media as people cheer while watching the blood pour from Charlie’s neck.
I did not realize how deep this poison ran in America. This is no longer politics. A line is being drawn. It is good versus evil.
I do not know how this ends. But this might be the wake-up call the world needs.
Charlie, your legacy will live on. You sparked a revolution, and I will carry it forward. God willing, I will work to build something meaningful and positive in your honor.
Rest well, brother.
Baruch Dayan HaEmet.
Dire Straits - Telegraph Road
(Alchemy Live)🎸🎵
A long time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back
And he put down his load
Where he thought it was the best
He made a home in the wilderness
He built a cabin and a winter store
And he plowed up the ground by the cold lake shore
And the other travelers came walking down the track
And they never went further, no
They never went back
Then came the churches, then came the schools
Then came the lawyers, and then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads
And the dirty old track was the telegraph road
Then came the mines, then came the ore
Then there was the hard times, then there was a war
Telegraph sang a song about the world outside
Telegraph road got so deep and so wide
Like a rolling river
And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze
People driving home from the factories
There's six lanes of traffic
Three lanes moving slow
I used to like to go to work, but they shut it down
I've got a right to go to work
But there's no work here to be found
Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed
We're gonna have to reap
From some seed that's been sowed
And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out their telegraph code
All the way down the telegraph road
You know, I'd sooner forget
But I remember those nights
When life was just a bet on a race
Between the lights
You had your head on my shoulder
You had your hand in my hair
Now you act a little colder
Like you don't seem to care
But believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away
From out of this darkness and into the day
From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain
From the anger that lives on the streets with these names
'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane
I've seen desperation explode into flames
And I don't want to see it again
From all of these signs saying, "Sorry, but we're closed"
All the way
Down the telegraph road