I remember 4th of July from years ago, and wherever we were, the day was filled with pride and wonder. I don’t feel that anymore.

I wrote that months ago, but I wasn’t willing to release this feeling into the world until now. The list of complaints are long but in the end it all boils down to this. We are everything we accuse others of. We are the bully of this planet and the boogeyman that walks this earth. When I think of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, I see no liberty. We are only free to do whatever we are allowed by our ever increasingly oppressive servants in high places. Every single thing that we accuse communists regimes of doing, we do right here except one thing. There have been no purges. Not yet. We are however rounding up opposition and collecting political prisoners. That is happening right now, and speech is being censored, elections are being stolen. Information is being collected on us all. And propaganda is everywhere. The sad thing is that there is nothing that we can do but stand and wait our turn, and it reminds me of Orwell and 1984. We are the dead.

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