@hillarytaylorvi@EdKrassen Nah. I don’t think it’s a setback. Conversion therapy should only refer to “therapies” meant to alter sexual behavior/orientation though methods other than talk therapy. Trans is not yet proven to be true; the proponents don’t even know what words to use yet.
@BarackObama “Bring people together” ??!!? She was pretty nasty to people who questioned her. Toxic really.
You’re wild for saying that. You know it’s a lie. You mean she exerted pressure to make the democrats work as one, all in line with the supposed party position. That’s the truth.
@AuroraPD Parents who read this are not the parents whose teens do this. The teens parents did not instill good values and they bear some emotional burden for their child’s deadly transgression.
@AuroraPD At least it was one of his own social circle to die. The real tragedy is when drunk drivers take out an innocent person uninvolved in their foolishness.
March 2021, but yeah. Antifa seems to be more than just an idea.
This was a pre-meditated attack in Montreal. 6 people. Some had already fled in a car.
My bodycam was stomped on in the middle of the street, so I filmed the last minute with my phone while blocking 4 blows aimed for my head from a traffic cone. The base on those things is very dense, so one snapped my ulna. Police wouldn’t even investigate.
No media reported on it, except the great @MrAndyNgo. 7pm on busy St. Catherine Street on a Friday in Montreal, and total media silence.
I’m guilty of objecting to children being maimed and sterilized, so the media is quiet about domestic terrorists trying to cave in a man’s skull.
Not one member of our political parties said a word, including the conservatives.
They’re still silent about this child abuse.
Yesterday, for the first time, I turned my back on a liberal neighbor and walked away. For Charlie.
I get asked daily by conservatives how I can possibly live in the most liberal town of the most liberal state.
Truth is, I’ve always been fascinated by how they think. I usually just laugh at the irrational takes.
But a single gunshot drained all curiosity and humor out of me.
He simply asked how I was. I said I was sad. He asked why.
“It’s 9/11. My dad was FDNY. And yesterday I lost a friend.”
His face softened. “I’m so sorry.”
I didn’t want to cry, so I backpedaled. “It’s ok, we weren’t close. Just spoke a few times but he felt like a good friend.”
“Who was it?” he asked.
“Charlie Kirk.”
Empathy turned to anger. Like I’d tricked him.
“Well, I don’t know him, and I don’t care what happens to him.”
“But he was my friend. I’m your friend. Isn’t that enough to care?”
He pivoted to politics. Gun violence. Assault weapon bans. “You people.”
I said it was a bolt-action rifle. He didn’t care. He said he didn’t care about Charlie.
Even though Charlie was a father? A friend? A believer?
“No,” he said. But his body language betrayed him. He did care.
Then: “I don’t want to talk politics.”
“I’m not,” I said. “I lost a friend. A friend with a wife and two beautiful daughters.”
Again: “I don’t care.”
So I turned and walked away.
He could have changed the subject, asked me about my Dad and 9/11 instead. But he was fixated on political drama not true empathy.
Some Republicans will say I should’ve stood my ground, yelled, fought back, told him off.
Some Democrat friends will say I should’ve leaned in harder with empathy and spent time getting him to understand my point of view.
But here’s the truth: I’m done.
Done debating. Done convincing. Done trying to “win” them over.
Charlie lived that. He spoke truth with compassion, even behind “enemy lines.” He never saw Democrats as the enemy. He saw Americans missing key pieces of the truth. He gave empathy and respect coupled with hard truths until his last dying breath.
He was a better man than me. Better than most of us.
And now he’s gone.
I’m not a great men Charlie, I’m a Captain in the U.S. Merchant Marine. We don’t talk, or seek glory & fame, don’t ask for thanks or forgiveness. We just move cargo. LOTS of cargo.
Our motto is simple: Acta Non Verba.
Actions, not words.
So why don’t I fight harder in my own neighborhood? Why do I let it go when a neighbors took down my flag on “no kings day”? Why do I remove the Trump magnet on my tesla when I get home.
Because the consequences are real. They don’t just punish me my kids will suffer for the sins of the father. But as the man said, he doesn’t care. That’s the line I won’t let them cross.
And because I do not have the courage of Charlie.
But gratitude for Charlie demands something more. Something bigger than my town which isn’t going to change. Debate is over. Tears are over. The time for action is here.
Not violence. Not riots. Not theatrics.
Political action.
Votes. Campaign cash. Pink slips across DC. Crowds of conservatives in every GOP office in congress demanding they stop doing TV appearances and start playing hardball.
Laws flipped at local, state & federal levels.
A dozen Scott Preslers in every California & Vermont farm town & every NYC church, rising Christians to vote out Sanders, Newsom, AOC & Mamdani.
An army of white hats exposing criminal NGOs, with Mike Benz, Data Republican, and a phalanx of lawyers volunteering for Will Chamberlain to get convictions.
Mass action against every Marxist policy.
We will not out-scream them. We will out-organize them. You can literally debate them until your last dying breath and nothing will change.
They don’t care and there is no way to change the mind of an apathetic man.
The time for debate is over.
We must speak softly and start carrying a big stick.
Acta non verba.
For Charlie.
Love this: The Charlie Kirk assassination is inspiring Americans who have been afraid to speak
“My name is John. I have practically no online presence, and the reason for that is because I am scared to post things that I believe or really care about because I worry about what people will think of me. I am worried about missing out on opportunities because of an online footprint.
Yesterday, a man died. Presumably because he believed the same things that I believe in. I am a conservative and more importantly, I'm a Christian. I believe wholeheartedly that Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior, that he died from our sins and rose again, and that he is God.
I know that in the grand scheme of things, I don't really matter. No one knows or even cares who I am. But If there's even one person who sees this and gains the courage to speak up themselves, that's why I'm making this. Just so that everybody knows that we're not alone.”
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