StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸

Truth over theater. Courage over silence. Stand up for yourself, protect your spirit, and question what begs not to be questioned. NCSWIC 🍿🎬🐸🇺🇲

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

@JonnyLus @WorldHallOfFun @thatsKAIZEN Not true. Many Native Americans integrated. We are a nation of settlers founded on principles. And we're taking our country back. 😉

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

@WorldCupScotHQ

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

@DailyMail I co-wrote this.

[BelannF @BelannF]

THIS FELLOW SAYS EVERY PROBLEM WE HAVE HAS BEEN LEGISLATED TO EXIST.

What do you think of his idea of how to solve the problems? He thinks there should be marches right up to where the politicians are and make them come out and answer some questions and that's not all - Listen to the video.

Not sure if that's the way to go, but the social media posts are being laughed at it seems by the politicians - We are trying to tell the politicians what we want them to do - All we want is what we voted for in 2024 - There were 77 million of us who voted for Voter ID, and they still don't care.

Wouldn't you like them to have to answer as to why they don't want Voter ID?

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

@gatorgar You're asking people to take accountability for things they haven't done. And telling others that they have a right to be angry at people for what most of their ancestors didn't do.

There's no comparison when you look at the data.

Now those same people have had enough.

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

Go boys. Go.
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[Tea, Biscuits & Tyranny! @teabisreal]

🟠WATCH: Dont Let Your Feelings Slip..

[Nicola @Nic21121970]

With all due respect. I’m sure this Mercer chap is a nice fella but his family came here under the Victimhood Scheme just like the people who are being flooded in right now. We know there’s hard working migrants in Ireland who love it here, but that’s not the issue. The issue is the bullshit scheme in which they arrive and get to stay here.

[Irish🇮🇪✝️ @CapatanEl4662]

The African mocking that lad stabbed in Belfast has been arrested

And is currently on route back to the zoo.

[il Donaldo Trumpo @PapiTrumpo]

TESTING... TESTING...👀🥳🥳🥳

[Danny Tommo @RealDannyTommo]

Live at the location of last night’s brutal assault in Belfast. https://t.co/zBqwGsTLa3

[TRUTH NOW ⭐️⭐️⭐️🗽 🎺 @sxdoc]

WHY DOES TRUMP NOT BOMB THE HELL OUT OF IRAN? He could have sent them to the Stone Age! But He is trying to leave something especially the infrastructure and economy so the Iranians have a way to survive and prosper after it’s all over!

[THE PROTZMANIANS=199 @melcole200]

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[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

@CLAngelillo @JoeTrick2 @WhiteGirl1776 No mistake here, love. I'm very observant. In fact, so observant, I see you've put your condescending foot in your mouth.

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

@CLAngelillo @JoeTrick2 @WhiteGirl1776 Yes, you are above it all. Angel.

[George pietri @Georgepietri]

This.

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

They've been mocking us the whole time. Everything we've been told is a lie.

[Dean1776NCSWIC @WWG1WGADean1776]

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[KOBra 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 @KOBCOB2]

@JamesPGoddard90 I agree I really don’t like it, but I appreciate the sentiment. It would be a better sentiment to bow heads in silent thought for Henry, link arms and turn their backs on the police

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

@Robbie_Reasons Their names ought to be engraved on plaques.

You have to be brave to be white and stand up for yourself in England.

They are heroes.

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

Blows my mind how many people speak on Native American people's beliefs and attitudes. Repeating phrases like 'this is stolen land' -- all the while never bothering to notice how 2/3 of the Natives and their descendants voted.

We are roughly 9 million strong and are allowed to speak freely for oueselves, thanks to the 1st Amendment.

To then, USE US to try and justify 'stealing' the land for yourselves -- through FRAUD.

Stoking more hatred, to boot.

You are not our saviors.
Speak for yourself.

@LaNativePatriot

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

To the Irish people,

I want to say this with love.

I am an American, but I carry Irish blood.

Maybe not all of me. Maybe not even most of me. But enough.

Enough that when I hear your songs, something in me remembers.

Enough that when I see your hills, your stone walls, your old churches, your grief, your humor, your stubbornness, your prayers, and your fire, I feel something ancient stir in my own bones.

I also carry Scottish blood. My maiden name is Forth, as in the Firth of Forth. I carry English blood too. And I was raised with the love and influence of my Native American grandmother, a Cherokee woman. So I know that ancestry is not just paperwork. It is memory. It is ache. It is inheritance. It is responsibility.

I am not writing to claim your land.

I am not writing to speak over you.

I am not writing as a politician, a corporation, or an expert.

I am writing as kin from across the water.

Blood calls to blood.

And I want you to know that many of us here in America still love you.

We remember that our people came from you.

We remember that your names became our names.

Your grief crossed the ocean.

Your songs crossed the ocean.

Your prayers crossed the ocean.

Your courage crossed the ocean.

And now, from this side of the sea, I want to say:

I do not want you conquered.

I do not want you erased.

I do not want your daughters afraid.

I do not want your sons shamed for wanting to protect them.

I do not want your elders ignored.

I do not want your ancestors mocked.

I do not want your homeland treated as if it has no soul, no memory, no dead beneath the soil, no living children who deserve a future.

This is not hatred.

This is love.

Love for the Irish people.

Love for the ancestors.

Love for the women and children.

Love for the old songs, the old stones, the old names, the old fire.

Love for a people who have already survived famine, exile, occupation, poverty, ridicule, and grief beyond measure.

You are not forgotten.

You are not alone.

Your descendants are here.

Your blood is here.

Your memory is here.

And even from across the ocean, some of us are standing with you in spirit, saying:

May Ireland be safe.

May Ireland be whole.

May Ireland remember herself.

May her women and children be protected.

May her men have courage.

May her elders be honored.

May her ancestors be at peace.

May her people never be shamed for loving their own.

And may every people on earth be allowed to honor where they came from without being taught to despise themselves.

With love from an American daughter of Irish blood,

I remember you.

Please do not forget we are here for you. We remember you. Our souls sing with yours.

In all your battles with Islam, we are you brothers and sisters in Christ's love. In the true love of Christ, not sacrifice, or women thrown.

In true respect for one another in dear love.

How could you forsake us bluegrass? The fiddle and bow of the Sourh you helped carve out?

You think the Natives hated you? We learned to survive and build together.

[StandsWithAFist 🇺🇸 @SWAF811_]

To the Irish people,

I want to say this with love.

I am an American, but I carry Irish blood.

Maybe not all of me. Maybe not even most of me. But enough.

Enough that when I hear your songs, something in me remembers.

Enough that when I see your hills, your stone walls, your old churches, your grief, your humor, your stubbornness, your prayers, and your fire, I feel something ancient stir in my own bones.

I also carry Scottish blood. My maiden name is Forth, as in the Firth of Forth. I carry English blood too. And I was raised with the love and influence of my Native American grandmother, a Cherokee woman. So I know that ancestry is not just paperwork. It is memory. It is ache. It is inheritance. It is responsibility.

I am not writing to claim your land.

I am not writing to speak over you.

I am not writing as a politician, a corporation, or an expert.

I am writing as kin from across the water.

Blood calls to blood.

And I want you to know that many of us here in America still love you.

We remember that our people came from you.

We remember that your names became our names.

Your grief crossed the ocean.

Your songs crossed the ocean.

Your prayers crossed the ocean.

Your courage crossed the ocean.

And now, from this side of the sea, I want to say:

I do not want you conquered.

I do not want you erased.

I do not want your daughters afraid.

I do not want your sons shamed for wanting to protect them.

I do not want your elders ignored.

I do not want your ancestors mocked.

I do not want your homeland treated as if it has no soul, no memory, no dead beneath the soil, no living children who deserve a future.

This is not hatred.

This is love.

Love for the Irish people.

Love for the ancestors.

Love for the women and children.

Love for the old songs, the old stones, the old names, the old fire.

Love for a people who have already survived famine, exile, occupation, poverty, ridicule, and grief beyond measure.

You are not forgotten.

You are not alone.

Your descendants are here.

Your blood is here.

Your memory is here.

And even from across the ocean, some of us are standing with you in spirit, saying:

May Ireland be safe.

May Ireland be whole.

May Ireland remember herself.

May her women and children be protected.

May her men have courage.

May her elders be honored.

May her ancestors be at peace.

May her people never be shamed for loving their own.

And may every people on earth be allowed to honor where they came from without being taught to despise themselves.

With love from an American daughter of Irish blood,

I remember you.

Please do not forget we are here for you. We remember you. Our souls sing with yours.

In all your battles with Islam, we are you brothers and sisters in Christ's love. In the true love of Christ, not sacrifice, or women thrown.

In true respect for one another in dear love.

How could you forsake us bluegrass? The fiddle and bow of the Sourh you helped carve out?

You think the Natives hated you? We learned to survive and build together.