This is my hill to die on. I can do no other.

Democrats have ruled with not one whit of care for existing law or the Constitution since before any of us were born. Hillary is walking around free. Epstein didn’t kill himself. Elections don't matter since the Democrats will just cheat harder to win. Tyrants in black robes hand down decrees from on high. 70% of the news is lies, while the remainder is merely wrong. Democrats encourage and enable migrants to invade our country and replace We the People.

There is no law, only Zuul.
There will be war.
This is my hill to die on. I can do no other.

“THESE are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly: it is dearness only that gives every thing its value. Heaven knows how to put a proper price upon its goods; and it would be strange indeed if so celestial an article as FREEDOM should not be highly rated” (T. Paine)

“I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has been in the conduct of the Democrat party for the last hundred years, to justify those hopes with which gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves, and the spineless Republicans?”

“Our petitions have been slighted, our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the media, the courts and the legislature… we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of Hosts is all that is left us!”

“The war is already begun! The next gale that sweeps from the coasts will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!”  (I believe P. Henry would understand and forgive the slight alterations.)