The Edge

As i sit to write this, the kettle boils and i listen to the news telling me again about how a march, uniting us against hate, is the real problem in this country.
I hear the news tell me that our mayor of London Sadiq Khan is fully opposed to a trump state visit while he supports allowing deranged criminals who have flown to the middle east to fight with ISIS back into our country.
I see almost an entire generation of young people support a man who promises them nothing but unrealistic sweets in return for control of our county, our missile defense system and the disassembly of our dear old monarchy.
I’ve witnessed both Women and the LGBT community march in support of an ideology that wants to silence them, remove their right to march and, in many cases, thrown them from roof tops or hang them.
I sit here and recount the senseless loss of life our country has had to endure in the name of multiculturalism while our betters in their ivory towers sit behind their walls and gated communities lecturing us and calling us racists or islamiphobes for no longer wanting to put up with this anymore.


We now stand at the edge of a cliff with two options.
We can allow the mob of the insane and those so willing to give up their freedoms in the name of being PC throw us off of this cliff.

We turn around, get angry, fight for what we believe in. We march against this blind way of thinking and take back our country, our continent, our world from all those who want to destroy our way of life and silence those who just want the basic freedoms we have.

I don’t think we are ready to surrender yet.

Turn around and fight.


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