Everyone thinks I’m a right winger but they are wrong. That’s way too simple of an explanation. I’m a product. I’m a result. I’m what happens when society kicks the can of betrayal down the road for too long. I am unfortunately necessary. I will never negotiate with evil. I cannot be bought. I do not care about power. I do not care about money. I do not care about success. My dog in this fight isn’t any of these earthly trinkets everyone is grasping at. I am here for justice. I am here to make amends for the sins I’ve committed. I am here to witness the evil so it can be judged. I am here to be the voice for the weak, helpless, and silent. So help me God.