I am ready take things from ideas and words to actions. The class war is no longer something I can talk about; my grievances no longer fit on a sign much less a bumper sticker. My blog is full of my bile and the growing file of blogs so rambling and raging they aren’t fit to publish is frightening.
I am not suggesting violent action. You don’t start wars without armies and since my attempts to raise even a passive militia have failed I would only do damage to my beliefs by hostile. My rage is vented in words; my actions will be planned, subdued, civil resistance.
They have their illegal occupation I will have mine. I may lock myself to the gate of a corporate instillation with handcuffs (double locked with key holes blocked) or just sit in the office of a public official until they send in the security to remove me. I’ll get locked up but as I have said before; the founders signed their own death warrant to give us this country I think facing a little incarceration to prevent their dream from dieing is a fair trade.
