Raging Dissident - 🍁 579 - THE TRUTH

Nov. 11, 2025 - Raging Dissident

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🍁 579 - THE TRUTH

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	There is both a lot of things to say and not a lot of things to say, maybe against my better judgment.
	I'm going to say some things that a lot of people are not going to like.
	but what's true is true nothing grows living in the shade Where do I start?
	Few things.
	tomorrow is the 11th of november the worst day of the year for me personally this has been a very difficult week the most difficult one i've ever had
	You'll have to forgive me if it's going to take me a little while to unpack this and explain if you care to hear it.
	But I will say again, you're probably not going to like it, especially if you are a weak person.
	If you are someone who's an emotionally hysterical wreck terminally on the internet and always needs to be coddled and reassured about how everything's going to be just fine, this is not the place for you.
	You need to leave now.
	I would feel like I'm doing myself and everyone who cares to listen to anything I have to say, which is a very small amount of people, a disservice in not telling them what I think because it's the truth.
	And I'm not wrong.
	I've not been wrong.
	That's the problem.
	Nobody likes to hear the truth.
	They don't like it.
	They don't call you a liar.
	They'll call you everything else.
	But this country has produced, by and large, some of the most reprehensible, awful, pathetic people I have ever seen in my life.
	First, I'm sure some of you have been, well, not that I've been paying much attention, blowing up different things here or there with, where did all of these videos go and what's going on with that?
	Well, anyone who's been paying attention should be well understood that we're very near the end now on the real optimistic end, two to three months.
	But I think much sooner than that, we will have North Korea Chinese style internet in this country.
	It will be illegal to complain about it.
	They can ban you from even using the internet, period.
	And you're not allowed to say anything about that.
	That's also illegal.
	There will be secret courts, secret proceedings, secret disappearances, because that's what these people always do.
	That is coming.
	It cannot be stopped.
	This is happening imminently.
	So I have taken steps to start winding down and doing what I can to wash out as much as I can some of the things that I've uploaded onto the internet because they will be what's called an ongoing offense in perpetuity.
	And what remains on the Rumble channel, especially, is a couple of years old.
	And for whatever reason, I cannot, it won't remove them.
	They just loading wheels spin forever, maybe because it's too old.
	I don't know.
	So I will have to just flat out delete the channel at that point to get those off the internet, which I'll probably do last because then I'll lose access to saying anything to anyone, which is, of course, the point.
	So in the meantime, that's what I've been getting a head start on.
	And I can't be sure how many times I've said this will happen or that will happen or these things will happen.
	And so many different people will try to sesame street their way out of that scenario.
	How that's not going to happen, bro.
	That'll never happen, bro.
	That's not going to.
	And yet it does.
	I know these people better than anyone.
	Anyone.
	I have been able to accurately predict their moves and counter moves the entire way because I know what they are.
	And to see clearly what these kinds of people are requires immersing yourself in a tremendous amount of pain so that you can really see and appreciate the depth and the scale of what they're capable of.
	of what's really out there.
	Most people are not.
	not even close especially in this country and I've been mocked and ridiculed and disrespected so many times over the years I just don't care for it anymore.
	I'm not entertaining it.
	I'm not interested in your asinine opinion from your worm colony.
	Whatever hole it is you crawled out of.
	Your know-nothing, do-nothing, pathetic existence cannot say anything to me.
	Your tiny, feeble, impotent voice cannot reach my ears.
	I don't hear you because you don't exist.
	I am beyond disappointed in this country.
	That's not even the right word.
	I don't know what word there would be.
	It's a start.
	I'll start with a couple of things.
	And then when I get to the end, maybe I'll just chalk, talk to you guys.
	You can ask some questions or whatever.
	You can have a back and forth until I get tired and go back to what I need to be doing is preparing for the next stage of my life where this will all be going underground because I will be hunted like a fugitive for talking.
	We aim to kill me and everyone like me.
	So I have to take that very seriously.
	You have to take them at their word.
	They have done everything they have promised to do.
	They have fulfilled every step of the way.
	Every benchmark, every achievement unlocked of every monster in history.
	They are no different.
	They are not special.
	They are run of the mill.
	And when the mass censorship is applied, very soon, that's when the killing begins.
	And you won't be able to complain.
	won't be able to say anything because that will also be illegal.
	And I'm sure there will be lots of try hard internet folks who will tell you just how much of a badass they are.
	How they're gonna, and we're gonna.
	Let's get something very clear.
	You will do nothing.
	This is a country of do-nothings.
	They want to be entertained.
	And that's all.
	Where the entertainment and the comfort ends, so ends the participation of the so-called patriots.
	There's a lot of some.
	I shouldn't even say a lot.
	There are some well-meaning and good-intentioned individuals out there.
	Unfortunately, these efforts are going nowhere.
	But before I get to that, I'll give you an example.
	Who's sad about the ostriches?
	Are you sad?
	Are you sad about the ostriches?
	Are you traumatized?
	Did the pictures of some dead birds traumatize you?
	Do you need a hug?
	Are you going to be okay?
	Do you need a GoFundMe?
	Do you need therapy?
	Were the ostriches screaming?
	Are the poor souls of the ostriches keeping you up at night?
	Let me ask you something, heroes.
	How many of you helped the RCMP search for that missing child next door in Alberta?
	It was none.
	None of you did.
	That kid, most certainly, is dead.
	Alone, terrified, frightened, crying for his parents, for someone to find him.
	And where were you?
	You dedicated all of your time to career scam artists and criminals at an ostrich farm that took lots of money from the Canadian government to fund biological experiments in the name of the COVID grift.
	And all kinds of Jewish media circled that nightmare, pointed every light and every beacon and every measure instrument you could imagine to draw attention away from anything that mattered to that for almost a year.
	The finite amount of time and energy that we all have to do anything worth doing.
	How much of it was dumped into this stupid fucking bird farm?
	How many children could have been found?
	Did you know 50 a year disappear and are never found?
	I have three children.
	How many do you have?
	Can you imagine?
	Never knowing where they are, what happened to them?
	Tens of thousands of our own people are dead every year.
	Almost all of them are a result of state policy.
	Now they want to euthanize 12-year-olds and cut their organs out and sell them.
	Where were you?
	Were you at the bird farm?
	And they will do it.
	They're going to do it.
	You cannot stop them.
	And you won't.
	Do you know how I know this?
	Go find the picture of all your dead birds.
	That's what your help looks like.
	That's what you're able to do.
	Nothing.
	How many of you stood in the way?
	Were you going to take a bullet for some ostriches?
	Wasn't worth doing that, was it?
	So was it worth spending any of your time doing?
	It is the least important issue in this country.
	The least.
	And it soaked up nearly a year of time, energy, resources, finances.
	How much money did Rebel News get?
	How much money did Dreidel News get?
	Drydel Media, whatever their fucking name is.
	Pretending to care.
	Grifting on the soul of the Canadian people, distracting them, pulling at their heartstrings over something that does not matter, while all the things that really do matter happen in the background, ignored.
	I didn't hear about that.
	Well, why would you?
	You're busy being too much of a hero, focused on something that doesn't matter and never did.
	A routine calling of farm animals, which happens all the time.
	All the time.
	You act like children.
	Well, actual children who need your help die alone.
	And you have the audacity to present yourself as someone fighting and defending what?
	Canada?
	What is that?
	Tell me what that is.
	You don't know what it is.
	But I know what you are.
	I know what you like.
	Reality TV.
	This was the new thing.
	And before that, remember the Castleman fiasco?
	We paid for that.
	My friends and I, I personally, had to have that cleaned up.
	Same people.
	What was it before that?
	And before that, and before that, it's about attention and excitement and being entertained.
	And that's all.
	And because of that, because of your ceaseless need for attention and addiction to entertainment, The death continues.
	Are you traumatized by the birds?
	Would you like to see what it looks like when a mother and her daughters are mangled inside of their family car by some piece of shit Indian who smashed them off the road?
	Would you like to see that?
	You wouldn't.
	You couldn't handle that.
	You aren't capable of handling that.
	That's too much for you.
	So you ignore it and you look at some birds because that makes you feel good.
	That's safe.
	That's an easy thing.
	That's easy.
	You choose the easy things to do.
	And the price of that is the people who actually need help don't get it because you're a coward.
	And you don't care about anything but yourself.
	Everyone out there, that whole circus, you disgust me.
	Disgusting.
	I saw at least a dozen different posts, and I didn't go looking very hard, cannonizing these stupid birds under, next to, or amidst Remembrance Day posting of our dead soldiers like it's anything close to the same thing.
	you have completely lost your fucking minds.
	The scale of the mental illness in this country, it's gone.
	This place is cooked.
	The overwhelming majority of this country is not worth shit.
	Everyone just wants to be entertained.
	But the sickening part of it is, you're so much worse than the sports puck bros and the video game guys and all of that because they're honest with their time wasting, aren't they?
	They probably know they're wasting their time.
	And nobody's going to argue in any serious way that the NHL or the NFL or Call of Duty is some kind of crusade.
	But you will.
	Whatever your favorite influencer tells you is important, well, there you are.
	Whenever Jewish media tells you to care, there you are, and there's your wallet.
	I don't want your money.
	I don't care.
	You think I want to be here?
	Do you think I like this?
	You think I like being the most hated person in the country?
	Do you know why?
	Because I tell the truth.
	I do.
	Me.
	I say the things everyone else is too afraid to say.
	And they hate you for it.
	I'm not wrong, between the Blue Jays and the Ostriches.
	We don't have any citizenship anymore.
	That's all over.
	Anyone from anywhere can be anything.
	That's now the law.
	And soon, North Korea, Chinese-style internet, right behind it.
	And I've said over the years, they'll never be able to confiscate firearms because they don't have the manpower.
	Well, did you know that while you were focused on some birds who belong to scam artists, by the way, who have defrauded dozens of people?
	There is court rulings.
	There's all kinds of it.
	I got nine or ten minutes on video.
	Pages, pages, pages.
	Alex Osorio sent that into us.
	Thank you, Alex.
	For how much of a shitbag circus these people are.
	And there you were, and there is the media, and there is everybody, paying no attention to what's actually happening in this country that's going to affect our children and everything that matters.
	It's going down the drain because of you and your need to be entertained.
	Is there a lot of drinking and partying out there?
	I bet there was.
	I know there was.
	So much so that one man even took his own life because one of these influencers who cares about the birds so much slept with his wife, so he killed himself.
	There's a lot of stories like that.
	What a wonderful time to be alive.
	And to be an emotional, hysterical wreck about it.
	Now.
	Attach yourself to Remembrance Day now.
	Over this, almost single-handedly, that's enough to make me not give a shit anymore.
	About any of it.
	Because that's the quality level of the people in this country.
	And they couch it and camouflage it all and how much they care.
	But they don't care.
	Because if you care about something, you show it with your actions.
	You care about Canada.
	Canada's dying.
	Or it's dead already.
	Ostriches aren't even native to Canada.
	The people certainly are.
	And they're dying faster than they ever have.
	And where are you?
	on the internet, being entertained.
	And not just them.
	Although these.
	This bird cult is on par or worse with the Romana de Dulo cult, in my opinion.
	I would say worse because those people were genuinely very mentally ill.
	The people running this charade knew damn well what they were doing.
	They were making money.
	It was good for business.
	It's good content, wasn't it?
	and what's been going on in the country this whole time.
	I often try to just hide this time of year, as a lot of other veterans do.
	And probably not for the reasons that you're thinking.
	Is it just too upsetting?
	It's too traumatizing.
	It's a hard time of year.
	A little bit, yeah, but you know what's a lot worse?
	Is seeing all of these fucking people.
	Virtue signal head to toe cloaked in hypocrisy, making a mockery and humiliation ritual out of everything that our guys died for.
	You'll go up there and you'll clap for your politicians, whichever one you think is the best.
	Sit there through your wreath laying ceremonies, which is just naked business advertising.
	Now laying a wreath.
	Home Depot.
	20% off storm windows this weekend.
	I can't even describe how painful it is, except that you should know it does kill people.
	A lot of my friends aren't here anymore because they couldn't fucking handle it, and I don't blame them.
	It feels to me like my bones may explode inside my own body.
	I couldn't attend one of these ceremonies because I am not confident I could retain control of myself and not hurt anyone.
	What did they die for?
	Our freedoms.
	Like what?
	What freedoms are those?
	The freedoms to have your bank account taken away?
	To go to prison for life for talking?
	To euthanize 12-year-olds and harvest their organs.
	To replace entire towns and cities with third-world criminals and invaders.
	To bankrupt our country over a fake genocide that didn't happen.
	That's right.
	There was no indigenous genocide.
	It didn't happen.
	It doesn't exist.
	This is a scam and a lie.
	And everyone participating in it is a monster, a thief, and a criminal.
	And very soon, that will be illegal to even challenge in public.
	You'll go to jail.
	That's denialism.
	That must be what they died for.
	That's one of the things they died for.
	Maybe it's just Slava, Ukraine.
	Maybe they died for that too.
	Maybe it's to sit quietly by and watch an entire another reality TV show, destruction of people in Palestine.
	Maybe it was that.
	Maybe it was the freedom to watch Mark Carty and the liberals take $5 billion out of veterans' affairs in this budget, effectively destroying veterans' affairs.
	It doesn't need to exist anymore.
	It doesn't have any money.
	Who is this for?
	What is this for?
	What is Remembrance Day for?
	Why do we still have it?
	Because I would rather it be canceled.
	I would rather we never do it again.
	It is the most insulting, offensive, disgusting display of ignorance.
	I can't even.
	I couldn't invent one worse.
	And all of you people out there that claim to give a shit, you don't.
	And you know that you don't.
	Because if you cared, you would protect and cherish and defend the things that they died for.
	But you don't.
	You do what the TV fucking tells you to do.
	Do you know why they're dead?
	Because they believed in something.
	They believed in this country.
	They believed in the people.
	They believed in an idea of what they thought we were and what this place is or was.
	Out of love.
	They didn't want their home to be threatened, their way of life to be infringed upon, their freedoms taken away.
	They didn't want any of that.
	They loved their home and their people and their families and their communities.
	They wanted it to stay the way that it was.
	And if that required risking their lives to protect it, then goddamn it, they'll do it.
	And that's what they did.
	They didn't get paid millions of dollars.
	They're not politicians.
	They're forgotten.
	What's the talk of the town this year?
	It's Indigenous Veterans Native Week in Sikh Indian time.
	Wow, 10 Sikh Indians served, did they?
	Well, they've killed hundreds of Canadian citizens, so they're down negative.
	Pretty big score.
	Is that appropriate?
	Single out barely visit, barely even exist to the point of a statistical error, levels of minority participation in the biggest meat grinder, bloodbath, mass slaughtering of our own people of all time.
	And instead of recognizing that for what it was and that it was a waste of time and that it was a mistake and that it was worthless and that we've lost everything, we're going to virtue signal over some bullshit and make a further mockery of the whole thing.
	So what is this for?
	I saw Andrew Lawton earlier say it's for honoring the dead Canadians and the this and the that.
	Well, that's funny, Andrew.
	Can you define for me what a Canadian is, first of all?
	And what freedoms are those do you speak of?
	And what are you going to do about it?
	Nothing.
	Every day we lose more.
	And what do they do?
	Nothing.
	They eat.
	They eat.
	And they complain.
	And they whine.
	Mr. Speaker, Mr. Speaker, oh, the damn libs.
	You have any idea what it's like to watch somebody fucking explode, Andrew?
	You ever see a person explode in front of you?
	I have.
	And you know what I always think about when I think about that guy?
	What his family did with the boot and the foot they got, because that's all that was left of them.
	Imagine that's what you get.
	That's what's left of your son.
	And you're fucking playing politics.
	Because to them, to a lot of you fucking people, this is good enough.
	We're going to virtue signal.
	We're going to say some things and we're going to stand around for a few minutes, maybe on a Tuesday morning.
	And really, that's just an excuse to go get drunk later, isn't it?
	Sacrifice your feet and your voice for five minutes.
	That guy lost everything, and so did his family.
	And now everything they died for is going down the pisser, and all you can do is talk about it.
	You're going to talk about it.
	Sort of, though, right?
	You're going to sort of talk about it because the deputy leader of your own party is a fucking Indian.
	How many of them are in the Conservative Party?
	Because they're not Canadians.
	Indians are Indian, aren't they?
	They dare call themselves leaders of this country and cannot even recognize who their own people are and have the audacity to virtue signal on Remembrance Day about their deaths, whoever they are, because we don't really know what a Canadian is.
	It wasn't even really a war in Afghanistan either.
	Did you know it was only a special military operation?
	Something like that.
	I forget the exact lingo or verbiage.
	But a war is different.
	It's a legal term.
	It's like a very definitive state of affairs between one nation and another.
	And the nature of that war was different and not really pinned down to any one nation or country.
	So technically, actually, bro, it's not a war.
	It's a conflict zone.
	And therefore, you're not entitled to benefits and pensions that you should be.
	But those guys don't get those.
	Ottawa saved lots of money.
	Billions of dollars in payouts, in services, grants, support that the soldiers never got, their families never got because they didn't serve in a war.
	Tell that to the family who got a boot with a foot in it, returned home.
	He must have died in a cake-making accident.
	Another young fellow I knew from the reserves out West, Tony Benecka, got shot in the neck, bled to death, shot in the neck, bled to death in front of everyone.
	They couldn't save him, couldn't do anything.
	He got Charlie Kirk.
	He wasn't in a war, though.
	It wasn't that bad.
	Right, conservatives?
	And when the British and the Americans begged you for control of that area of operations in Canahar, because we had the highest casualty rate in all of NATO, you might think 158 dead, three times as many wounded, four times as many dead from suicide as killed in action.
	Wow.
	What are we talking?
	Thousand casualties.
	That's not really that bad.
	Well, we only really deployed to the field in combat numbers of 200 to 300 men, and we would lose 30 per deployment.
	Sometimes more.
	We're talking double-digit casualties.
	That's astronomically high.
	This is higher than Vietnam.
	Canada.
	And when Britain and America said, you don't have enough troops to properly contain this area, we ran around like whack-a-mole chasing people around and around and around.
	And they would set up ambushes.
	More bombs in the road, bombs in the walls, bombs and dead animals, bombs and dead people.
	Bombs, bombs, bombs, bombs, snipers all the time.
	Stephen Harper said he liked the optics of being a wartime government.
	Well, that's funny.
	I didn't know it was a war, Stephen.
	So we stayed.
	And ultimately, it was for nothing.
	Because where's Afghanistan now?
	Firmly in the hands of the people we were fighting, not a war against the Taliban.
	And you have the fucking stones to pretend like you care while you sit there and work for the people who did that to us.
	Alex Ruff.
	Oh, I'm a veteran.
	You got those men killed, Alex.
	That was your fault.
	See, I was there too.
	I wanted to know what happened.
	So I asked, what happened?
	Well, the guys, they did the thing you're never supposed to do.
	You take the same route out as the one you took in.
	You don't telegraph your movements like that.
	That's a rookie move.
	But see, Alex, he had timings to make.
	He was late for his boss's timings.
	So we had to go, go, go.
	And he acts like it wasn't entirely his fault.
	Because it was.
	And the engineers there on the ground said so.
	I knew them and I asked.
	I said, how?
	It wasn't even buried in the dirt, they said.
	The bomb team raced back to that spot, knowing we were coming, just threw it there in a little depression.
	You couldn't quite see it coming over the hill, but if you'd gotten out and looked, there it would be.
	But they didn't have time for that because they had to go, go, go.
	And they were furious.
	They said, what do we even teach you guys this shit for then?
	I said, I don't know.
	Why don't you go ask him?
	Why don't you go ask the colonel?
	Who then virtue signaled about a couple of suicides?
	Two out of 12.
	Did you forget about the other 10 guys in your unit?
	Maybe your PR team didn't dig that up for you so you could pretend that you cared.
	You piece of shit.
	Several guys I know actually went to his office, his constituency office, Owen Sound, I think, during COVID and said, please help.
	This is wrong, and you know it's wrong.
	We didn't fight for this.
	We didn't fight for this lockdown.
	Stay home, stay safe, take this medical injection, or else we're going to hurt you.
	We're Canadian soldiers.
	This is not who we're.
	And you know what Alex said?
	He said, One of them's dead now.
	That's on your plate, too.
	You enjoy being an MP?
	having fun down there?
	You were a coward then and you're a coward now.
	They dedicated a memorial in Amherst, I think, a couple of years ago.
	That was the last time I wore my beret.
	In public, I went with some guys to fill out the parade, and there he was.
	He's not from Amherst.
	You're not even from Nova Scotia.
	What the fuck are you doing here?
	All right, there's cameras and shit.
	Okay.
	Good for you.
	Good man.
	How's Lionel Desmond making out?
	All right.
	He was one of yours too, right?
	Wasn't he?
	Hmm, where's Herman and Tyson and all the, do you even know?
	Do you care?
	No, you don't care.
	And now the government wants a 300,000 domestic security force.
	300,000 to protect Canada here.
	Who do you suppose that's for?
	I bet they could confiscate some guns.
	That's a lot of guns.
	That's a lot of guys with guns.
	That's bigger than any army we had in the Second World War.
	They're not going to be well trained.
	I don't know if they'll even be trained at all.
	We don't have any fitness standards, entry standards, aptitude standards.
	That's all out the window.
	You don't even need to be a citizen to join anymore.
	So use your imagination on where those 300,000 armed goons are going to come from and what they're going to be used for with these people who want to mass censor the internet like North Korea, have secret tribunals and make people disappear.
	What do you think?
	I saw a story earlier because some not surprising piece of shit judges here in Nova Scotia.
	I've had some experiences with those.
	They're reprehensible and don't deserve oxygen.
	banned wearing the poppies in the courtroom because they said it needs to be a neutral space.
	I'm sorry, neutral?
	Aren't we all on the same team here?
	What's wrong with honoring dead Canadian soldiers in Canada?
	Are you suggesting that there is an opposing element to this in our country?
	judge perhaps it's you and defending this decision in the globe and mail timur durani Not Canadian.
	We're not losing control of our home.
	We've lost control of our home.
	And addiction to entertainment is the primary reason why.
	Everybody wants to do this talk.
	Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk.
	You're going to share some memes?
	I don't know if it's obvious, but I'm really struggling to contain myself right now.
	The things you are engaging with, you can't even...
	you don't even have the tools the faculties to measure how despicable and horrifying it is because i remember the screaming bodies and the funerals and the crying children and all of that That never goes away.
	And that's what you are playing politics with.
	And you think nothing of it.
	Why would you?
	You're a tiny insect of a fucking person.
	Why don't you go share some memes about the heroes of the ostrich farm while you're at it?
	And then there's these other cast of people.
	Without fail, there's always one or two.
	Anyone anywhere posting or talking or saying anything in support of any war veterans for any reason, there's always the actually fedora-tipping Reddit bro to say, they didn't die for my freedom.
	That's just, they fell for a trick.
	Yeah, you're too smart, aren't you?
	You're just too smart.
	That's why you didn't go.
	You must feel like a big man kicking dead 17-year-olds, huh?
	Because they're supposed to know better.
	What have you been doing about it, though?
	Are you down there blowing up recruiting centers and kidnapping politicians in an effort to stop them from sending innocent children and young people to their death?
	No, you're not.
	You live on the internet coping with the fact that your dick is this big and you'll never have the guts to do what they did.
	They were innocent, well-meaning young people, mostly men and boys, who thought they were protecting their mom and dad.
	And they got taken advantage of and murdered by a system that fucking hates them.
	And this is how you react to that.
	You are a piece of shit.
	A huge piece of shit.
	You don't deserve it.
	And I'm not talking about liberals.
	These are people calling themselves nationalists and conservatives.
	You're nothing of the sort.
	take that flag down and jam it down your own neck until your face turns blue and your children find you dead on the floor.
	It's worse than sacrilege.
	I'm not a religious person, but if I were, you couldn't offend me that well, that much with that because it's theory.
	It's belief, it's faith, it's an idea.
	That fucking happened.
	I don't think you appreciate how much people like you kill people like that.
	Do you know how you do it?
	Stupid little fucking comments like that.
	You think that doesn't add up over the years?
	You think these guys don't internalize and see this and realize that everything they did was for nothing and no one really appreciates anything.
	But worse, you're powerless to do anything about it as a man.
	As a white Canadian man, you can't do anything about it.
	You're going to go scream at somebody?
	You'll go to jail.
	You're going to punch a guy in the mouth?
	Jail.
	Threaten it.
	You blow off some steam.
	Jail, jail, jail.
	You just got to sit there and eat shit.
	Hey, maybe you'll make a YouTube channel and try to express yourself about the ocean of pain that you carry every fucking day, and we're going to ban that because it's hate.
	And, well, now that's also jail, too.
	It's like cutting off the oxygen.
	You just die eventually.
	What's the point?
	You can't even defend yourself, the things you believe in, the things you love.
	You can't even say what's on your mind.
	They don't want you to exist.
	They want you to fucking die.
	And they do.
	And I know it's like this because I've been there.
	And every once in a while it tries to creep back in.
	I have to fight it off all the time.
	I'm not a superhero.
	I'm just really stubborn.
	And a lot of these guys who are dead are tougher than I ever was, and that scares the shit out of me.
	They had kids too, and they were tougher than I'll ever be.
	And that scares the shit out of me because they couldn't handle it.
	What this place does to them.
	It's so fucking impossible.
	Especially this time of year, to see the hypocrisy and the bullshit.
	Elbows up that you feel like you're on fire and you'll do anything to not be there, not feel this, not think this, not experience this.
	You look for a bottle, you look for pill, anything.
	I don't fucking care.
	Take me away.
	And some guys live that way forever until they die because to go back is they just can't.
	They're permanently broken.
	There's nothing left of them because they left it all over there for you because they loved you.
	And all they ever wanted was for you to love them back and you couldn't do it.
	I fucking hate you.
	With everything that I have, every molecule of my being, I fucking hate you and I hope you die.
	I wish I could do it myself.
	But everything's illegal.
	Everything's not allowed.
	He says to sit there and endure it.
	Just get beaten like a drum.
	Until you can't take it anymore.
	Then you go get the MAID program, which is also being aggressively offered to veterans.
	They refuse to say how many.
	I haven't heard from Veterans Affairs in years, so I don't know if they've been filling my inbox with them or not.
	I logged out of that several years ago and never went back.
	They were understaffed and undertrained and useless then.
	I can only imagine what another $5 billion out of the budget's going to do.
	Elbows up.
	That's your team, right?
	Is that you guys?
	Elbows up?
	Is it you?
	How many veterans do you think you're going to kill this year?
	It's not zero.
	So how many do you think it's going to be?
	How many do you think are left?
	I don't know.
	I feel like I know as many dead guys as I do ones that are alive.
	Maybe more.
	Sometimes I wonder if I'm going to be the last one.
	Somebody's going to be the last one, especially at the rate we're going.
	Don't worry.
	Pierre's going to bring it home or something.
	He's not.
	He can't.
	none of them can and this last part you're not gonna like And I feel like maybe I've gone too far this way, trying to motivate people and have them believe in something or hope for just a little fucking move.
	I've been doing this for seven years, screaming until I'm blue in the face.
	Until my voice is gone.
	My reputation's gone.
	My freedom's gone.
	I'm going to be hunted like an animal very soon.
	I have no job.
	What am I going to do for a job?
	The things I've had to sacrifice for this.
	And for what?
	For a bunch of people who don't give a shit.
	Can't be bothered.
	They just want to be entertained.
	And I thought, maybe they just need to believe that they can do something.
	Then they got addicted to that.
	Then they got addicted to hopium.
	Too much hopium.
	To the point that you'll do nothing.
	You're going to meme.
	We're going to do some fucking memes.
	How's that working out so far?
	Like I said, I know all these people are well-intentioned and mean well and want good things, but I wouldn't feel right about myself not telling the truth.
	So here it is.
	You can meme all day.
	You can print as many posters and stickers about they have to go back as long as you fucking want.
	Here's the truth.
	Nobody's fucking going anywhere.
	Except us, maybe.
	What do you think is going to happen?
	All of the politicians tomorrow, including the 20, 15, 20% of them who are now not Canadian as it is, are going to wake up and go, geez, you know what?
	You're right.
	We need to do radical, extreme reforms.
	We need to basically shred the laws, arrest all kinds of judges, politicians, ourselves, deport millions of people with an army that doesn't exist.
	Even if they wanted to, who's going to do it?
	Who?
	Are you going to ask them nicely?
	Are you going to look?
	Oh, look at the memes I made, though.
	Look, do you see the memes about how we don't want you to be here?
	And they're going to go, bungalunga, dingalinga, and leave.
	Is that the plan?
	What tool, what mechanism of action are you going to employ to make that a reality?
	There isn't one.
	There's just memeing and hoping and praying.
	This is trust the plan on steroids is what that is.
	You don't like it?
	Too bad.
	It's the truth.
	Who's going to do it?
	Someone will say, well, we'll just financially incentivize them to leave.
	Cool.
	How?
	You're going to take over the government with what?
	You're going to win an election?
	No, you're not.
	We're outnumbered in our own country.
	We will always lose.
	Elections.
	There's no elections.
	That's over.
	That's been over.
	That's hopeless, pointless.
	There's no solution there.
	Is Brampton going to vote to deport itself?
	And it's not just Brampton anymore.
	It's everywhere.
	You'll never win an election ever again.
	Even if the Conservatives did win, it's because they're going to pander and do a better version of left-wing identity politics than they already are.
	So how's that going to work?
	It's not.
	There's no plan.
	Wishes and fishes and hopes and kisses.
	Another family should be dead right about now.
	How's the memes coming?
	Maybe mine, maybe yours.
	And they'll say, oh, we're never going to stop fighting.
	That's not fighting.
	That's fighting.
	What you're doing is not fighting.
	You're on the internet entertaining yourself, deluding yourself into a fantasy that does not exist.
	The reality is outside.
	And it's red and brown.
	The red being your blood.
	There's no political solution to this.
	That is wasting everyone's time staring down the barrel of this stupid budget.
	Oh, we've got a minority government.
	They only need three votes.
	I said, that won't be very hard to bribe free people while they've got two.
	Is there three now?
	I think he's got them all now.
	What's the plan?
	They can do whatever they want to do.
	And all anyone here will do is meme and talk on Twitter.
	We're going to have a Twitter space.
	Are you doing a Twitter space?
	Cool.
	How is that removing any criminals from the country?
	Is that going to catch the 30,000 violent fucking criminals running around the country because you talked about it on Twitter?
	No.
	The whole point of talking is to get everybody on the same page to raise awareness, to understand the issues and understand the problem.
	Everybody understands the problem.
	But nobody wants to go further than that.
	It's more comfortable here.
	Right, Fuentes?
	Stay here.
	Stay here in the entertainment trap to death.
	Just scroll on your phone and send me money.
	It's like I live with children, you know.
	Even my children, I think, are smart enough to know the answer to this question.
	Well, what are we supposed to do then?
	You know what the fucking answer is.
	I'm going to spell it out for you, I-L-L-E-G-A-L.
	Illegal.
	Not allowed.
	Just like you weren't allowed to do anything but your precious ostriches.
	You just sat there, watched them die, right?
	That was the alternative media and the freedom fighters.
	Oh, we're going to save Canada.
	You couldn't save some fucking birds.
	You didn't even try.
	That's the sum total of your effort.
	That's what you're able to do.
	Watch.
	Sit in a cockchair and watch what happens, Daddy.
	What are we supposed to do?
	fucking know exactly if it was effective they wouldn't let you do it That's why I supported the convoy.
	That's why I went there because it was new.
	It was novel.
	And I thought, you know what?
	This could be an effective way of applying a non-violent pressure point to the state that's really going to force them to react.
	And boy, did they.
	It didn't take much to break everybody, did it?
	I screamed until I was blue in the face then.
	I said, that guy works for the government.
	So does she.
	So does he.
	That guy, B.J. Dichter, he's a conservative government operative.
	What's her name?
	Doesn't she work for the Liberal Party?
	Dagny Pollock?
	Yeah, why are you letting them into that?
	You're just spreading division.
	Dividing the weak and the fake from the strong and the righteous is imperative.
	You have to do that.
	That's called weeding the garden.
	Just because you don't have the strength or the hands to do it doesn't give you the authority to stop everyone else who's trying to.
	But then what happens to your precious reality TV show then?
	What happened?
	You got run over.
	And when I said, they're bringing the riot cops to beat your asses, it's go time.
	They're going to fight you.
	And they said, that'll never happen, bro.
	No, bro.
	That'll never happen, bro.
	You're spreading fear and division.
	What happened?
	Yeah, they're willing to go all the way, and you're not.
	That's why they're always going to beat you.
	Prove me wrong.
	Go ahead.
	Go meme about it.
	Go meme about it.
	I'm sure any minute now, the powers that be will just, oh, they'll be shocked and moved deeply by your memes and your social media careers and your YouTube channels.
	They'll realize the error of their ways and go, oh, my goodness, oh, my stars, gee golly, I didn't realize what I was doing.
	I guess it's time for all of us to violently revert course And abandon 50 years of central planning and do a 180.
	Because, man, those were some good memes.
	The only thing that matters in this game is power.
	And you have none.
	And unless you're trying to get some, what are you even doing?
	Are you dissecting the problem?
	Do you understand what it is?
	If you think politics and voting is the answer, you don't.
	If you think a fucking YouTube channel and a podcast, you don't.
	Did you think this was going to do something?
	This was entertainment and networking.
	That's it.
	What you do with that network and those people, that's your business.
	Get creative, figure it out.
	But this is just a screen.
	It's not real.
	What's happening out there is real.
	This is just in your imagination.
	I'll prove it right now.
	Go ahead.
	Turn it off.
	Poof.
	It's gone.
	What happened?
	Nothing.
	You're still sitting in your bed, sitting on the toilet, sitting in your gym.
	Wherever you're sitting, you're still going to be sitting there, whether I'm talking or not.
	Maybe if you send Ezra Levant some more money, something will happen.
	Maybe get Tommy Robinson a new set of veneers.
	Yeah?
	And then what you want to do is shout down and attack anyone who's actually doing anything.
	Just call them all feds because they have bigger balls than you.
	Right?
	Because if they're not feds, that means you're a pussy, doesn't it?
	Because someone's doing more than you talking on the internet, Fuentes.
	So that can't be.
	So they have to be feds.
	So let's attack the only people on our side.
	The only people on our side in the world will attack them because we're fucking cowards.
	And the real monster is too big and too scary.
	And I don't have the stones.
	And if these guys are doing it, that makes me that much smaller.
	And I don't like that.
	And they're a fraction of the size of what that is.
	So I'll attack them instead.
	Good for me.
	Good for me and my anonymous Facebook page.
	Look at me.
	I'm a cartoon avatar of some fucking actor playing a fake badass in a movie talking about how I'm gonna, we're gonna, it's gonna, you're not gonna do shit but die and beg for mercy.
	That's why you're on there.
	That's why you're doing that.
	You're venting.
	You're masturbating.
	You can't get laid, so you watch porn and you beat off.
	You can't defend yourself and do anything worthy of being called a man.
	So you pretend to be one on the Internet.
	Don't like the hard truth.
	bad because you know what Sometimes, a lot of times, there's no happy ending.
	That's reality.
	Every war, somebody loses.
	And I don't think you're very well served.
	Running around believing that you're winning when you're not.
	That victory is assured when it isn't.
	This makes you lazy.
	This makes you complacent.
	And people go, oh, you know what?
	Somebody else is handling it.
	Everything's going to be fine.
	Therefore, I don't need to stress about it.
	don't need to really dig deep and grind my teeth i don't have to get desperate and really no you don't Just be entertained and go back to sleep.
	Is that helping?
	The problem is not people blackpilling and making anybody afraid.
	The problem is nobody is afraid.
	Nobody is really that concerned.
	They're still fine to watch Netflix.
	Eat cake and fuck around on the internet in anonymous profiles.
	Oh, yes, you're so concerned.
	You're just fired right up, aren't you?
	I care about my children's future a couple hours a week on the internet.
	Who the fuck am I?
	I'm God compared to you.
	I've emptied my life savings into this.
	I've traveled all over this country on my dime.
	I've been to jail.
	I've had people try to kill me.
	These hate laws they're bringing in, they're not for Pleb and Marty up north and Clyde Do Nothing.
	They're for me.
	They wrote them for me years ago.
	And I said I would stay here and do this until I couldn't do it, until it was impossible.
	And that's getting really close.
	And I don't know when I'm going to see my family again.
	I don't know.
	That's how fucking real this shit is to me.
	Don't come talking to me with your Twitter fucking profile.
	One hand on your dick and another hand in a fucking bowl of chocolate macaroons.
	You're fucking disgusting.
	You're the reason that we're here right now.
	You're a fucking coward and it's your fault.
	Why don't you go tweet about some ostriches?
	The real problems for real men.
	You know where all the real men are?
	Most of them are dead in the ground.
	You don't care about that either, do you?
	They died for this place, for you, for me, for all of this.
	And in doing so, handed you the baton and you used it to masturbate with and watch TV.
	My heart is broken.
	Like, this isn't a TV show.
	This isn't a movie.
	This isn't a fucking video game.
	It's all going to work out in the end.
	No, it isn't.
	Why would it work out in the end?
	We're going to hide under some coats and everything's going to work out.
	You don't have to do anything more than you're doing.
	None of us do.
	Everything's fine.
	We'll just, it'll, for some reason, get better.
	You understand?
	That's the same attitude that brought us here over the past 80 years, right?
	Oh, there's always tomorrow until one day there isn't.
	And that's coming up real soon.
	We're already outnumbered.
	Half the people we have are in their 50s and 60s.
	The people who aren't, they're killing themselves with fentanyl.
	They're mutilating themselves.
	They're aborting their own children.
	They're hanging themselves.
	They're overdosing on drugs.
	They're getting run off the road by Indian truck drivers.
	They can't get jobs.
	They can't get married.
	They can't have kids.
	They have no reason to live, so they die.
	The people who do, who are fine and fat and happy, they're all boomers laughing all the way to Florida, putting their elbows up while they sit and mock and live in direct humiliation to everyone that died for their fat, ungrateful asses!
	Fuck you.
	I hope you fucking choke.
	i would do it myself but that's illegal and they know it You know why they built the Legions?
	Because there was nowhere for them to go.
	You can't put these guys back in society.
	They don't know how to handle and process that.
	There was no media, video, nothing.
	There was newspaper clippings and stories from Grandad.
	Well, let's go see what this is all about.
	Welcome to the Psalm.
	Welcome to Monty Casino.
	Welcome to Beaumont Hamill.
	How do you go home and tell anybody about that?
	Oh, they never talked about it.
	You know why?
	How are they supposed to?
	I don't talk about it to any of the civilian friends, family people in my life because how the fuck are they supposed to understand any of it in the first place?
	It's like telling children.
	I might as well tell my six-year-old about the time I watched.
	Hey, I remember I saw somebody just like you, buddy, on fire.
	Yeah, he ran around screaming on fire just like you.
	Sibo six years old.
	They fell down dead.
	It was crazy.
	What do you think of that?
	So they segregated, and they had their little safe spaces to try and live in the fucking nightmare that they were put through.
	And they knew damn well that it was bullshit.
	They wrote books about it.
	Lots of them.
	They're on video.
	Lots of them.
	And recently, this one's been going around the UK and everyone's going, oh my God, well, that's one guy.
	He's one of the last ones.
	They've been saying it for decades.
	You all lived through COVID, didn't you?
	You see how they spin that around?
	We'll cherry pick the right guys who are going to say the right things, put them on TV.
	Everybody else shut the fuck up.
	And that becomes what's true.
	I mean, they're tough guys.
	I don't think I could make it to 80, 90 years old.
	Carrying that around in my head forever, knowing it was bullshit.
	You're motivated to do things like bayonet a 16-year-old, drop a bomb on a fucking hospital, or whatever you had to do, because it was them or us.
	It was mom and dad and your sister or them.
	So it's horrible, but we have to because I'm not willing to.
	Actually, JK, JK, I'm a Jewish banker.
	Ha ha ha, gotcha.
	Wasn't that a funny joke?
	Watch my Spielberg movie about it because all these fucking people with their still.
	Oh, well.
	They did this and they thought that.
	And everything you think you believe is from a fucking movie.
	Do you even know any of these guys?
	You ever talked to any of them?
	No, you didn't.
	And there's always somebody, oh, my grandfather, this, my grandfather.
	He didn't tell you shit.
	He did what they all did.
	Smelled like alcohol sometimes, screamed at their mom a lot, broke things, disappeared for days on end because they're assholes because they're bad guys, because they're fucking destroyed human beings.
	And the fact that they're able to still walk around is insane to me.
	The strength that it takes to hold that monster down and still just be alive and fake it to any degree for the rest of your life.
	I can't even comprehend that.
	I have a hard enough time as it is with my special military operation.
	Not a war.
	Wasn't a war.
	Right, Stephen Harper?
	Right, Kretchen?
	Right, Paul Martin?
	Fuck all you guys.
	And they'll trot these do-nothing fairies out to tow the party line and say what they're supposed to say.
	Pay close attention.
	What's that hat badge say?
	What's that unit insignia say?
	What are those men?
	Oh, you are a reserve Navy line cook in the Persian Gulf.
	So nothing.
	Nothing was risked.
	How much fear and pain did you have to absorb?
	And none, zero, because you're a fucking pussy.
	And they told us, and they browbeat us, and they said, hey, you know, we're all one team.
	We're all one army.
	Everybody has a job to do.
	We all have to work together.
	And that makes sense.
	And sure, I understood that.
	And I kind of had a little bit of an issue with that because I thought, well, as I'm packing up my roommate's belongings in a box because he's going home in another box that like it feels unfair to treat him the same as a Navy line cook who did nothing.
	I mean, that doesn't feel right to me.
	Don't worry, the army assured us it was right, and that's how it is.
	And these days, gee golly, wouldn't you know it?
	Who's out there front and center championing the fucking party line and doing everything the government says?
	Career politicians.
	Look at me, me, me, me.
	Pretend fake warriors who didn't do shit.
	Crazy people.
	They're outnumbered dramatically by the good ones, the real ones.
	And where are they?
	Hiding?
	They're not showing up to these ceremonies.
	They're in the fucking woods.
	They're like me.
	They're turning the TV off.
	They don't want to hear from anybody.
	If they're doing anything, they're getting drunk out of their fucking mind because it's the only way to cope with it.
	And when is the appropriate time?
	I'm just anticipating things are going to people.
	This is not the time for that.
	This is Remembrance Day.
	It's a time to.
	When is the fucking time then?
	I think it's the perfect time.
	We're here to honor the dead.
	Well, why don't you start by telling the fucking truth?
	That they died for a lie.
	That it was bullshit.
	And that all these people got them killed and continue to get them killed every day with their hypocrisy and their bullshit.
	They canceled Remembrance Day for fucking COVID.
	You remember that?
	Wasn't safe?
	Wasn't safe.
	The same Legion who everybody's now, you got to put a poppy on.
	Fuck you and your poppy.
	Shove it up your ass.
	Pointy in first.
	Remember how the Legion barred anyone from being.
	Oh, no, you got to wear a mask.
	Oh, you got to be vaccinated.
	You got to fucking.
	The Legion is full of civilians.
	It's full of civilian LARPers wearing costumes.
	Medals on this side of their chest, not that side, because this is where the military decorations go.
	And this is where the Legion fake bullshit medals go to trick you into thinking they're some shit when they're not.
	And they're wearing a beret and they're wearing the blazer and everything.
	And who's that?
	That's nobody.
	That's Carl, and that's Betty, and that's Karen.
	They're all pretending.
	They're grifting.
	and they take the money, and they go on trips all over the world all the fucking time.
	My friend Brian tried to go get a meal.
	No, you can't.
	Nope.
	Fuck you and your multiple combat deployments to Afghanistan.
	I'm a Navy line cook from the reserves.
	I talk to CBC.
	Not you, Brian.
	Not you, Jimmy Topp.
	Not you, anybody.
	Me, me, the fucking guy with the puppet hand right up his ass.
	That's who does the talking.
	Me, CBC, CBC.
	CBC should be hung from a fucking tree.
	You're a criminal institution full of traitors and non-Canadians.
	You should be destroyed.
	But they won't.
	They're going to feed them more money, billions more dollars, billions and billions and billions.
	Maybe the $5 billion they just took from Veterans Affairs can go to CBC.
	Give some more bonuses to their executives.
	You know, I thought, hey, you know, if we just get loud enough, you just bang the drum long enough, you beat your head against the wall long enough, eventually something's got to give.
	But it doesn't.
	Because the people of this country just want to be entertained.
	I could die on fucking television.
	And they'll like and subscribe and retweet and go, geez, that's crazy.
	What a shame.
	We got to keep fighting from my fat ass behind your screen at home.
	Dry, safe, secure, indoors with the fucking heat on.
	So let me ask you a question.
	Why?
	Why should we?
	Why should anyone?
	Should more of us die on your fucking behalf so you can go cry about some ostriches?
	You're not worth it, Canada.
	You never were.
	And if somebody told these guys what this place would become and how you'd all turn on each other and be a bunch of boot-licking fucks, they never would have got on the bus.
	Because the candidate that they fought and died for doesn't exist anymore, if it ever did.
	Oh, well, Don Cherry said, Don Cherry's a million years old.
	He's pretty far removed from the reality of this situation.
	No disrespect to the man.
	But fuck the Legion.
	I thought that was pretty clear years ago.
	And here's everybody like it never happened.
	You prove every day why you belong where you're at.
	Why the word Guyem is perfect for you.
	You are a fucking labor animal.
	You're just there to work.
	Where's my keys?
	I must have hung them up.
	Let's jingle some fucking.
	Ooh, this is shiny.
	Go get him.
	Go do the next thing.
	Here's your new software update.
	Go do your new current thing.
	Here's what we're doing now.
	Here's what we're into now: ostriches.
	Whose kids are dead?
	I don't give a shit.
	Did you see what Repple News said?
	Yeah, I'm familiar with them.
	They slandered me, insulted me, harassed me, subverted the court system, it appears.
	I'm still in process with these fucking people.
	It's been over two and a half years, and I'm still waiting for a court date, which is never coming because this country is deeply corrupt.
	Deeply corrupt.
	like totally corrupt, but we're going to meme.
	We're going to meme our way out of it.
	Just going to make some memes.
	And then somehow, it'll get better for some reason.
	That's the guy in the trench line who's like lost it under the stress.
	You're trying to do an ammo check.
	Like, how many, what do you got left?
	You got any.
	Oh, don't worry.
	The reinforcements are coming.
	What are you talking about?
	Okay.
	You just pat him on the head and move on.
	They have to go back, you know.
	Okay.
	Yep.
	That's helpful.
	You're not radical enough.
	Not even close.
	If that's what you think is going to do anything.
	You're getting mogged by fat nerds with government grants to ruin your life.
	And the best you'll do is make a meme about it.
	You know what works?
	The same thing that's always worked in the past.
	Just like you're not allowed to do the Trekker Convoy anymore because they changed the law because they do what they want.
	They will always do what they want.
	And if you're always too afraid to do something that's not allowed, they always win.
	They like it.
	They like you doing this.
	Good.
	Good.
	Stay on social media.
	All day.
	Doom scroll, fight with strangers, bots on the internet.
	Do that.
	Do all those things.
	Because it's totally ineffective.
	The entire political system is completely captured.
	There's no way to penetrate that or subvert that or control that.
	impossible.
	I know what death looks like and sounds like and smells like.
	It's real.
	And it's happening every day all over this country.
	And people who have no fucking clue insist we just got to wake everybody up.
	We just got to unite everybody.
	No, you need to divide the weak and the gutless from everyone else.
	They're dead weight.
	Or are we to wait around for our children to be next?
	Sometimes I used to wonder how long I would do this.
	Like 10 more years?
	20?
	Then what?
	Does one of my kids take over?
	Well, actually, they won't be allowed to because no one will be allowed to.
	Because having the wrong opinion will be illegal in about a couple of weeks to a couple of months.
	And then you go to a secret tribunal and you get secretly punished in secret, secret secret.
	And no one will know because no one's allowed to talk about it.
	And everyone else will go, well, you know what?
	Glad that isn't me, though.
	I'm still okay and I still have my YouTube channel.
	And then they came for, and then they came for.
	We're gutless.
	And the children are the one who pay the price.
	And anyone who survives will curse our names forever for allowing this to happen.
	Because we still had the opportunity and the means to do something about it.
	We just wanted to grift and talk about ostriches and suck off homosexual Nick Fuentes and waste everybody's fucking time with shit that has never worked and never will because it's comfortable and it's convenient.
	And it's safer.
	Safe.
	Fighting and safe, they don't go together.
	Sorry.
	If you're not in real danger, you're not fighting shit.
	I don't feel good having to say this either, but what do you want me to do?
	You want me to lie?
	You want to sit here and go, everything's great, guys.
	Everything's going to turn around any minute.
	Oh, we're winning big time.
	Yep.
	We almost have 0.0004% of the country rallied together now.
	We almost have like, oh, geez, we might even have a million dollars.
	Holy shit, a million dollars.
	You understand you're up against institutions with unlimited money.
	They lose a million dollars before lunch and don't even notice.
	You've got the Alberta separatist LARP is another fun one.
	Where are you going to separate to?
	Mumbai?
	The second most popular language in Alberta is Punjabi.
	You've already lost control.
	Your premier panders to Muslims and wears costumes.
	A fat, dumb, traitor woman.
	The best we've been able to do so far was the convoy.
	And that's in the world, by the way.
	The Americans didn't do that.
	The British didn't do that.
	The Australians did do that.
	Nobody did jack shit.
	We did.
	We did that.
	We did this.
	We did the thing when a bunch of terrorists take over a plane, which is basically where we are right now, on the way to hell.
	We did the thing where one guy goes like this and gets up out of the chair, and everyone goes, He's going to go for it.
	And they go, Sit the fuck down.
	And then he sits back down.
	That's as far as we've gone so far.
	If I could kill anything, I want to kill Cope.
	Brutal fucking reality is what's needed now.
	Nothing else is going to motivate anybody.
	Nothing else has.
	Everybody thinks just lots of time.
	Let's get him next time.
	Get him next year.
	Here's another thought.
	How are you going to win your precious elections, by the way, if you're not allowed to talk about any of the actual issues?
	They're illegal, right?
	So can't protest either.
	That's illegal, right?
	Ottawa made that illegal.
	Everything's illegal.
	What am I supposed to do then?
	What the fuck do you think?
	Imagine the pain.
	I believe.
	I've only lost friends, not children or family.
	But guys, I love like brothers for a bunch of people who fucking gave up immediately.
	They're dead, so you could give up immediately.
	Run away.
	Go run away.
	Where's the hero Chris Skye at these days with all your fucking money?
	All these fucking freedom grifters.
	Fat, lazy, stupid, entitled.
	Zionist fucks.
	Here's another one.
	Weak people are the problem.
	And we have way too many of those.
	And that's why the club exists.
	That's why these guys exist.
	Because there's nobody else.
	There's nobody coming.
	There's nobody else we can depend on at all.
	We only have each other and the guys like that we can find.
	And when the fucking hammer comes down on this place, I look forward to looking at all these pieces of shit when they come begging for help and saying, nah.
	Nah, sorry.
	You're not worth it.
	Just like I wasn't worth it.
	Just like they weren't worth it.
	Oh, you need help now?
	Has the grift ran out?
	Are you scared now?
	That sucks.
	Get looking at me for treating me like your fucking punching bag for seven years.
	You think I'm going to help you?
	Ha ha.
	I don't give a fuck about you.
	Made that very obvious.
	weren't worth shit a long time ago and you do it every day forgot about the purple people too There's some fucking real pieces of shit there.
	There's some real pieces of shit, those PPC fucking losers, right?
	Cult of personality for a fucking French criminal douchebag.
	Can't keep his dick in his pants.
	It's called the People's Party.
	Let's talk about people for a minute.
	People like Mark Friesen.
	Where's Mark Friesen these days?
	He's dying alone.
	He's non-verbal.
	He can't speak anymore.
	I don't even know if he's still alive, actually.
	I hope so.
	I think I would have heard if he wasn't, but last time I talked to his wife, they weren't doing well.
	Think I feel good about that?
	I did what I could.
	I don't have unlimited money to fucking save everybody in the fucking world.
	And how did the Coots guys get out of jail?
	Let me put my dick on the table here for again a second.
	Did we mean that?
	Did somebody just trush the plan and go, don't worry, guys, it's going to work out?
	No!
	Somebody went and made it happen.
	Us, me!
	That's where that fucking came from.
	I did everything I could to help the guy.
	Where's the...
	Where's the people's party?
	Where's Max Bernier?
	Oh, he's building other houses in Florida, stacking his many, many pensions and his multi-millionaire lifestyle.
	And you fucking people sit there pretending you're a joke.
	Mark gave you his entire life.
	He gave you everything.
	Everything he had.
	He lost everything.
	He spent all of his money.
	He lost his business.
	He lost his job.
	He lost his house.
	His health.
	And his poor wife is trying to take care of him alone with no help and no assistance whatsoever.
	And I said, has Max said or done?
	You're going to save the country.
	You can't even save one fucking guy, one of yours.
	I did more for him than you.
	I'm not even a party member.
	It was a fucking joke.
	I'll tell you one thing.
	The last five years, six years, has been a real education in people.
	That'll teach me.
	That'll teach me to have faith in anybody who's not me.
	Maybe I was spoiled in the military.
	Because people that are willing to risk their life with you, they're generally dependable.
	It's not like that out here.
	Everybody's a backstabbing, selfish fuck.
	I can't even count the times I've had people try to use me, manipulate me, like a ladder, climb on my head to get somewhere.
	how many people I've tried to embrace and welcome into my life and include it just to, just to turn around and try to fuck me over Max Bernier.
	That's.
	Those are the people that the Canadian soldiers died for.
	The best people we have die for the worst people we have.
	And then, tomorrow morning, they're going to go out and put on their fucking stupid costumes and pretend like it's all good.
	Got to get the libs out.
	Sometimes people say, like, how much worse does it have to get?
	A lot of fucking worse, obviously.
	Worse enough that it produces more people like me.
	Because I don't see anybody worth following.
	I would love one.
	I would love one.
	I would kill for one.
	I would kill for a man to follow right now.
	If I could offload some of this fucking weight on my shoulders, share it with somebody, but there isn't.
	Grifter, liar, Zionist, Jew, grifter, grifter, faggot, loser.
	Yep.
	Weak.
	Weak people who are traumatized by birds.
	And then want to talk about the sacrifices of the war dead when they can't even sacrifice their fucking YouTube channel.
	You don't know the meaning of the word is it's the worst feeling in the world
	This is what the Vietnam veterans had to deal with.
	That's when this started.
	That was when the first stereotype began of the damaged war veteran.
	So he's drinking and fucking causing problems.
	No, he's probably got that shell shock.
	He's got that PTSD, right?
	Sheila Gunread, you fucking rat-faced looking fat bitch.
	You have the fucking gall say that shit about me.
	What the fuck would you know about it?
	It's people like you who kill those guys.
	Did you know that?
	You're the one killing them.
	Championing the reasons they're fucking dead and dying in the first place.
	And then you go out and put on your costume and act like you give a shit.
	It's like having an abusive stepfather.
	It never got better after that.
	It's the most...
	It's the sickest fucking thing in the world.
	Because I was one of those kids.
	And I was a sensitive kid.
	I was very.
	Big imagination.
	And I'm sad that that kid's gone.
	I never want to see that happen to my kids.
	I never want to see what makes them special and alive get dulled and drowned out by the fucking toxic horseshit hypocrisy of this world by fucking people like you that realize it's bullshit.
	I believed in the stupid romantic heroic stories.
	It didn't come from a place of narcissism.
	There was no money involved.
	We got paid $50,000 a year to dodge bombs and snipers.
	Ambushes.
	Sometimes at nighttime.
	You ever get your position bum-rushed at nighttime?
	You don't fucking know what fear is.
	I'll fucking, you want to see fear?
	Come find me.
	I'll show you what fucking fear is in the last two fucking seconds.
	I'll break you like a Kit Kat bar.
	Traumatize over some birds.
	Big, hard, tough guy on the internet.
	And it's not even the fighting and the violence that's the hard part, really.
	Because whether you survive that or not is a lot of luck, to be honest.
	Chance, wrong place, wrong time, right place, right time.
	What are you going to do?
	It's after.
	That's when it's hard.
	You don't get to put the weight down.
	Take it off.
	It's permanent.
	And it's on there.
	Let's see how far you make it.
	You want me to listen to you?
	You want me to listen to your fucking criticisms?
	You want me to sit here and listen to what you think?
	Walk a mile.
	You go be me.
	You go do what I've done, see what I've seen and been through what I've been through.
	And if you make it to where I am right now and you're one, alive and number two, not completely out of your fucking mind, then I'll give you half an hour.
	Otherwise, beat it.
	You got nothing to sell me that I want or could use.
	You're like in kindergarten to me.
	You guys should see the quality, too, of these therapists they give these guys.
	Liberal Karen women with sociology degrees.
	You need to go for a walk and practice some breathing.
	Cool, cool, cool.
	So existential, like pain on a level that feels like it's coming from the cosmos itself, like it's permeating throughout the cellular structure of my body.
	I feel it when I go to sleep.
	When I wake up, it's always there, like I've been poisoned with something, and it never goes away.
	And it's like something you just deal with.
	It's like breaking your pelvis.
	You ever see somebody with a broken pelvis, like fucked up in a car accident or something?
	You can do surgery.
	You can rehab.
	You can whatever, and you can kind of put it back together.
	You are never walking the same, though.
	You could forget about winning any races anytime soon.
	What the fuck do you know about that?
	Did you read about it in school?
	Oh, we just don't know how to help these guys.
	No, shit, you don't.
	You know what's not helping?
	Hypocrisy and championing all of the reasons why they joined up in the military to fight in the first place.
	Oh, you don't think the right things?
	Jail.
	Oh, you don't want us to forcibly inject you and your family and your children?
	Well, take your job away.
	Fuck you.
	Die.
	Go starve to death.
	Elbows up.
	If you made it this far, I'll give you that.
	Because I'm not trying to break you mentally.
	I'm trying to do the opposite.
	Because if you convince yourself and lie to yourself and put on a brave face and just don't worry, everything's going to be fine for too long.
	Because you will run into a wall or fall into a hole.
	It might kill you.
	I've seen it happen.
	Guys, it just wouldn't admit how bad it really is.
	So much that it became like a religion.
	And when that illusion gets cracked, it's not good.
	I'm going to leave the children behind.
	And then the same politicians that did that to them in the first place go on TV and ask for money and talk about the values and how we need to remember and honor this and that.
	The people who killed them in the first place.
	Why doesn't Jeremy like Remembrance Day?
	I don't know.
	I wonder why.
	I don't know why I don't go to these fucking things.
	Probably so I don't fucking kill someone, like I said.
	That's not going to be good for me.
	We're in bad fucking shape in this country.
	And I want to slap the people selling copium with nothing behind it.
	Because that'll break somebody.
	Don't tell them help is coming and help is on the way when it isn't.
	You just believe it is.
	You just want it to be true.
	Because that's all that's keeping those people going.
	And then when they eventually realize it's not, they're gone.
	They're done.
	You set them up.
	Set them up to die.
	If there's any vet guys that are listening.
	Probably maybe you've got to figure it out by now if you're still alive.
	Because it's been a minute.
	But that's when I started to actually get better was when I told those people to fuck themselves and I'm out because you're lying to me about how there's help available and how people it's going to get better.
	And oh, all of this is going to happen.
	I fucking believe that.
	What they meant by that was, we're going to turn you into a pharmaceutical piggy bank and we're going to pimp you to drugs.
	We're going to give you a benzo addiction.
	We're going to pump, I don't know, we're going to give you 20 prescriptions.
	How's that sound?
	You're going to be worse than ever.
	And the whole time they're going to say, oh, don't worry, it's going to get better soon.
	It didn't get better until I threw all that shit and those people in the fucking garbage.
	And I looked in the mirror and I said, listen, buddy, it's you.
	You're the only one that's going to ever get you out of this.
	They don't give a fuck about you.
	They give a fuck about their paychecks.
	They don't understand.
	They don't know what they're talking about.
	How could they?
	Breathing, going for a walk.
	I don't know who I am.
	I don't know what we did.
	I don't know what the fuck happened.
	Go for a walk.
	Why don't you walk off a fucking bridge?
	Somebody make this make sense.
	I had to do that for myself.
	I had to do that myself.
	And I spent years trying to help other guys do that.
	And they fucking sit around and talk shit about me.
	Like, I'm the fucking bad guy.
	I'm the monster.
	Oh, you don't even know what a monster is.
	You've seen nothing.
	You have no idea.
	You have no idea what's out there, what's in here, or what the fuck is possible, what people are capable of.
	You want to know?
	Maybe you should humble yourself a little bit.
	I did see a video recently.
	I'm going to answer some of these, read some of these chats here, and then I'll talk to whatever.
	It was, you guys know him, Dallas Alexander, the sniper, the world record holder sniper, who quit the Canadian military because it was bullshit.
	Because they were lying and forcing people to do things that is not who we are.
	The elite of the elite.
	I spent four days in change on their selection process at JTF2.
	The last thing I did before I got out of the army.
	I always wanted to.
	And by the time I got a chance, I was done.
	And it was enough to just maybe go, maybe I can kind of sort of bring it back.
	Nah.
	I'm telling you, that is a hard job to get.
	And if those guys are saying there's a big problem, there's a big problem.
	And Mark Carney and Pierre Polyev are any of these fucking stuff suit nobodies telling you, we're all in this together.
	We don't have to.
	We're going to bring it back.
	We're going to do this and that.
	They don't know what the fuck they're talking about.
	They don't know Jack shit.
	They don't know shit.
	You know who you listen to?
	Guys like that who stuck their neck out for you repeatedly.
	That too knows the difference between right and wrong.
	The people who live in it who confront real evil in real life.
	And I don't know when we lost our way in this country and every other country, somewhere between 9-11 and now, where all of a sudden they became the goal.
	Oh, they're just misunderstood.
	They're sawing fucking children's heads off and drilling power tools into their heads.
	That's who we were fighting.
	That's the level of psycho that they're now importing into Canada and calling them refugees.
	I don't know if you've noticed, but the country's turned into kind of a war zone.
	There's a lot of dead, a lot of real fucked up stories, especially in the UK.
	Leave it a head start, but we'll catch up.
	Don't listen to those guys.
	His partner quit also.
	Several other guys quit the unit as well.
	The elite of the elite are walking away, walking out the door.
	And you know, half the fucking regular Force Army has quit.
	Half.
	One of my buddies sent me the Manning numbers.
	Hey, guess how the Army's doing?
	Pretty bad.
	But don't listen to them.
	They're all wrong.
	The people who are willing to die for you are all wrong.
	And the people who are right are the ones on TV with foreign fucking names.
	Keep those elbows up.
	I want to hook some straps to them, tie them to the chopper blades of a blackhawk, and fly you off into the fucking jungle like Pinochet.
	Another guy I talked to recently, one of my old bosses, said, if this goes fucking sideways, anybody who voted for the liberals is dead.
	I'll kill them.
	I'll hunt them like animals, he said.
	And they'll say, oh, what a psycho.
	Do you have any idea the pain these guys live with in seeing, watching what you fucking do and what you have done to this place?
	And their friends are dying, dying left and right.
	Children go, oh, where's daddy?
	Daddy's dead.
	Daddy's dead because elbows had to go up and all hope is lost and so on and so forth.
	So, yeah, they hate your fucking guts.
	You betrayed us all.
	And you think it's funny.
	You never deserved it.
	And if we all knew.
	Somebody stopped that bus before it dropped us off at the Fredericton airport and said, before you go, you want to take a look at Canada 20 years from now?
	We all would have went home.
	We would have turned around and went the fuck home.
	All you fucking government supporters and you politician lovers, I would trade all of your lives to have one of them back for a fucking afternoon.
	I wouldn't think twice about it.
	They're better than you.
	They've been dead for almost 20 years and they'll always be better than you.
	Why don't you go cry about it on Twitter with your fucking fake profile?
	Anonymous tough guy.
	Albert, Jesus Christ, thanks, man.
	I appreciate that.
	That's very generous.
	Thank you for that, man.
	I appreciate it.
	Golden Age, man.
	Just says private message.
	Can I read it?
	I can't.
	He says, yeah.
	The only voice of sanity out there to my Canadian.
	I'm not the only one, but it's not a big club.
	It's pretty small.
	And I'm not the only one, but I know who all the other ones are, if that helps.
	I'll do them as long as I can.
	Again, I'm busy.
	I've got a lot to do.
	I've got loose ends I've got to tie up and some things I got to do that I didn't want to do.
	Like I said, I have a contingency plan that hopefully doesn't have to happen, but it looks like it has to happen.
	So that's what I'm doing.
	And I'm going to be going underground offline for a while.
	And how long that is, I don't know.
	It depends on how long it takes me to get into a position where that's tenable, where that's something that I can do and not immediately get killed.
	Because if someone tries to arrest me for talking when it carries, I mean, I'm not talking about a fine.
	Like, I'll pay a fine.
	If you're like, well, we'll fine you $2,000.
	I'd be like, fine.
	Go ahead.
	I don't give a fuck.
	Well, you'll do a month in jail.
	Okay.
	I could use a break every once in a while.
	It's not a month in jail.
	It's not six months in jail.
	It's 20 to 25 years in jail.
	So it's a death sentence for me.
	I wouldn't even do 10 years.
	I'll die before I do 10 years.
	Five years.
	The principle of the thing.
	You're going to separate me from my children, my children.
	You think my kids don't love me and I don't love my kids?
	I'm not a fucking person.
	And I got to go through this because of talking?
	Because you don't like what I fucking say?
	I would rather die.
	Do I look like I'm fucking kidding to you?
	You look in there and you tell me what you see.
	I will fucking die first.
	Send whoever you're going to fucking send.
	They'll bleed out on the fucking step.
	I won't.
	I wouldn't hesitate.
	I wouldn't feel guilty.
	Part of me would be relieved that today's finally the day and I get to go home.
	You're going to die for free speech?
	Somebody is, yeah.
	But I'm not going to stay here and hand it to them.
	Just do that.
	I'm just going to continue on here and wait for a fucking SWAT team to come in here and get me for talking.
	That's retarded.
	I'm not going to do that to my children because I'm lazy and stupid.
	I will have to pull poll and go underground and pop smoke and do some things.
	Shake some stuff up.
	And then eventually, maybe.
	If it's tenable.
	If I feel like I don't think they can get me right now.
	But I don't know how long that's going to be.
	That could be soon.
	I think it'll probably be before Christmas.
	I'll have to be out of here.
	I'll have to be off the internet and fucking.
	We're going dark.
	But I think that's probably the most aggressive scenario.
	I don't think it could be sooner than that, but maybe.
	Because they're going to get the majority government and they're going to rubber stamp everything.
	They've stacked the Supreme Court.
	They've stacked the judges.
	They've stacked the Senate.
	They're just bribing politicians to walk across the floor and go, I'm going to be a liberal now.
	I fucking.
	Yeah, that when I say they're all the same, I mean they're all the same.
	They do this all the time.
	The first time I saw this happen, Morgan was like, how can they do that?
	How is this legal?
	Remember Belinda Stronek?
	Peter McKay's fucking whore skank that he had there?
	She went over and joined the liberals back in the day.
	I was like in high school when this happened.
	And then I thought, how can you, how can you just, aren't these people diametrically opposed ideologically?
	Like there's like, actually, I'm going to quit the Nazis.
	I'm going to join the communists now.
	Like, what the fuck are you talking about?
	That's how far apart these people are, supposedly, but they're not.
	And we all know the reason.
	He wanted to keep his job.
	He was worried there was going to be an election.
	He was a little bitch.
	What's his name?
	Dautramont?
	RCMP are investigating threats.
	I bet you are investigating threats.
	You don't investigate threats to me or my life or my family or my fucking loved ones, do you?
	You didn't.
	You won't.
	You said you don't care.
	Oh, but he's a politician.
	Careful out there, boys.
	is getting lawless he said there was a culture of of bullying and it was yelling and shoving and pushy And I just couldn't be in the Conservative Party anymore.
	Okay, so he's a giant pussy.
	Why is this news?
	He's a politician.
	He's a faggot pussy who will always be a faggot pussy.
	Why did you expect anything?
	And his supporters are all cranky and angry.
	How could you do this?
	Why did you think he would do?
	He's a politician.
	He said, I want to get elected.
	Vote for me.
	He's a fucking loser, dude.
	He has no.
	No serious man wants to be a politician in this environment day and age and think that that's going to amount to jack shit.
	You've spent this much time focusing on the problem and all of this time focusing on how do I make money for me?
	That's who that fucking guy is.
	Why are you surprised?
	And number two, if you're going to threaten people on the internet, don't do that.
	You're very right to be angry.
	That angry.
	But you don't threaten them on the internet.
	You don't threaten them at all.
	Here's why.
	Number one, you're just going to get arrested because it's easy.
	It's an easy arrest and a charge for the police.
	Makes them look good.
	So they're going to do it every time.
	And you're not going to be able to do jack shit.
	So that's a loser option.
	Don't do that.
	Number two, you're tipping them off.
	You don't alert the target.
	You let them feel comfortable.
	You let them believe everything's fine.
	There's nothing to worry about.
	And you wait and you bide your time.
	You might have to do it for years until they get comfortable.
	And then just saying, hypothetically.
	That's what I would do.
	I wouldn't threaten somebody over the internet.
	That's just fucking stupid.
	Cody Grant.
	Thanks, man.
	I appreciate it.
	He says, can't watch the stream live tonight at my grandfather's funeral.
	Sorry about that, man.
	I actually just visited my grandfather's rave recently.
	And there was a lot of people related to me in that cemetery.
	Some of the headstones were like 1820s, 1790-something was and the stones were like not falling apart and decrepit.
	They looked new.
	They were beautiful.
	And I stood there looking at them and thought, you know, these were all, these somebody put a lot of time and care and attention to this.
	And there would have been a whole funeral here.
	And there's a big tree.
	This tree would have been here the whole time.
	This tree would have seen it all.
	It's a huge old tree.
	1802, 1825, 1865.
	Like, this is a Civil War back then.
	There would have been, you know, wagons and horses and the hats and the dresses and the whole thing.
	And I'm standing there envisioning all this and almost like I can see the memories of it all.
	And it's just quiet, you know.
	I bet those people, I mean, who doesn't wonder what the future is going to look like?
	I bet they didn't think it was going to be this.
	And then I thought, because there were Christian quotes on all of them.
	All those old ones.
	All of them.
	And they used to hang people back then.
	Very religious, very dedicated to each other.
	Very community-oriented.
	Very pro-hanging motherfuckers, though.
	Also, they were tough.
	They were tough people because it takes strength to do that.
	It takes strength to confront the monster and destroy it.
	It's not easy to do.
	It's not fun.
	But we live in a world where everybody wants easy and fun all the time.
	Now there's monsters everywhere because it's safe for them.
	This is a friendly place.
	If you're a massive piece of shit, this is good for you.
	Like the Supreme Court overturned or struck down or removed mandatory sentencing for pedophiles.
	There's no mandatory sentencing for child molesters anymore.
	And I think it was a one-year mandatory minimum.
	So I guess they can just walk free on like a weekend now.
	We're not tough people.
	We're cowards, and we are allowing this to happen.
	Do you know who's allowing it?
	The judges and the courts and the politicians.
	Oh, they're complaining about it.
	Mr. Speaker, what are you going to do, though?
	You're not going to do anything.
	You're going to whine, complain, collect money, but the reality is the sentencing's gone.
	And it's a more friendly and accommodating place for pedophiles than it was yesterday.
	No thanks to you, politician.
	What are you going to do about it?
	Well, what can I do?
	You can do a lot of things.
	You can do whatever you want, really.
	But in life, there's consequences, and you've got to weigh the risks and ups and downs and pros and cons of whatever it is you want to do.
	So the real answer is not, there's nothing I can do, politician faggot.
	The answer is, there's nothing I'm willing to do.
	I'm not willing to do anything about it, right?
	At this point, how far gone the country is and how corrupt and obviously out of control the Liberal Party is.
	Somebody asked me, well, what would you do about it?
	If you hand me the Conservative Party and all that money and all that influence, we're going rogue.
	We're going rogue.
	And we're taking people the fuck out.
	That's what I would do.
	Come get us.
	Fuck you.
	You're putting 12-year-olds in meat factories to have them murdered and harvest their organs.
	You don't get to tell me shit.
	You don't get to morally grandstand shit.
	Oh, Your Honor, he threatened it.
	Yeah.
	Yep.
	Names and addresses, buddy.
	You got to go home and go to sleep sometime.
	Don't you.
	But there'd be all kinds of consequences to that.
	And you know what?
	That's not good for them personally.
	That's risky.
	So we're just going to allow more dead children, more raped people, but we'll just allow that because there's nothing I'm willing to do about it.
	Yeah, no shit.
	Don't say there's nothing you can do.
	Say there's nothing you're willing to do.
	You have all the influence, authority, gravity, and fucking money and financing in the country.
	There's nobody more powerful.
	There's nobody more powerful.
	And you're doing less than anyone with any of it.
	Fuck, I hate you so much.
	The only one I don't viscerally hate right now, I think, is Andrew Scheer.
	He genuinely does seem like a decent guy, kind of a nerd, but he's got to turn evil.
	I think if he turns evil, he has a chance.
	He's like cracking jokes and shit.
	I just can't imagine how these people can sit there and claim that they give a shit about this country and have watched everything happen as it's happened all these years and they've done nothing but do the same shit over and over and over again.
	You're like watching, let's go to the military.
	It's like watching your men get massacred all day long, and you just fucking sat there and watched it because the general didn't tell you what to do.
	You weren't allowed.
	You didn't take the initiative.
	You didn't decide on your own.
	You didn't assess the situation and go, I don't care.
	Something's got to be done.
	Well, we have orders not to engage.
	Fuck them.
	What am I, Romeo Delaire?
	Am I Romeo Delaire, the biggest fucking cuck army officer in the history of this country who sat by and watched a genocide occur?
	Just watched it happen.
	He had an entire rifle company at his disposal.
	Hundreds of guys with automatic weapons.
	He could have shut down whatever he wanted.
	But I, oh, I don't know.
	And they trotted him out like a fucking hero.
	Oh, Romeo Delaire or Romeo Delaire.
	Fuck Romeo Delaire.
	And fuck Arthur Curry, too.
	Oh, he was the Canadian general.
	Do you know the last guy to die in World War I was from Nova Scotia?
	He died two minutes before the war ended.
	You know why?
	Because Curry ordered an attack on the Germans minutes before the war ended.
	The Germans, there are stories of them crying, stop.
	Hot nine, stop.
	The war is over.
	What are you doing?
	But he was just doing his jerb, following orders and all that, right?
	I hope there's a God.
	I hope that these people who, in moments of moral jeopardy like that, who play it safe and just do it major, and I would, I hope they are judged so fucking harshly and punished to the most extreme lengths imaginable.
	Curry actually sued a newspaper for calling out his shit for doing that and won, sort of, and then died a few years later.
	but I can't imagine.
	The war is over today.
	Everyone knows it.
	It's over today at 11 o'clock.
	You got up that morning knowing the war was over in a few hours and you ordered a fucking massed attack on a German machine gun position.
	You just slaughtered those guys for no reason.
	Well, technically, actually, it doesn't end to 11.
	Shoot that man.
	Technically, actually, shoot that man.
	Actually, no, don't shoot him.
	Bring him home to Canada.
	Hang him from the fucking peace tower.
	Yeah, do that, actually.
	Celia Arthur.
	How many people imagine the First World War is ending in a few hours and your family is at home?
	Like, thank God.
	Oh, sorry.
	Actually, your son is dead because, you know, the general here wanted to fucking have a last hurrah or something.
	Shame these politicians.
	Don't stop.
	Don't sit there and say you give a shit.
	And then having all the power in the world to stop something horrible from happening and don't do it because you're a coward.
	Just walk away, just quit, just resign, just step down.
	Don't sit there and eat.
	Get fatter and fatter.
	Nothing I can do.
	Nothing you were willing to do.
	Darian George.
	I don't think it's your fault, man.
	I appreciate that.
	And it's not a lot.
	I mean, look, you guys have supported me and helped me over the years.
	It's not, I don't blame you personally.
	I don't think this, you know, what can any of us do?
	We're just people.
	We don't have money.
	We don't have power.
	We don't have anything.
	We're all just trying to stay alive together.
	And we've been trying to do this for seven years.
	It's not you I'm mad at.
	It's everybody else.
	Because we've been doing this for seven years, didn't we?
	I'm not mad at you guys.
	I'm fucking furious and heartbroken that all of you guys who did try, when you went out there with your flags and you spray-painted this and that and you tried to raise awareness and tried to talk to people and tried to shake them away, we did everything that you fucking could for seven years.
	And here we are staring down the barrel of North Korea in our own country.
	And the people who did it are going to virtue signal tomorrow about our dead veterans and how they died for our freedoms that don't fucking exist.
	I can tell you how much it hurts, but it wouldn't be accurate.
	73, Brian?
	I didn't know you were up there.
	I thought you were maybe 60.
	He said, I've learned more about honor and courage in the last three years than previous 73.
	I appreciate that, man.
	And I know I focus on the negative a lot because the good things don't need help.
	They don't need fixing.
	The people who are good and righteous and doing the right thing, they don't need my attention.
	That's not what I'm for.
	I'm not the guy that goes out giving out gold stars and pats on the head and tells you you're a good boy.
	That ain't me.
	I'm a fucking assassin.
	I'm a knife-wielding assassin.
	I go out to find things to destroy.
	Bad guys, bullshit, liars.
	And it's not my fault that there's so many of them that I can't put my head in any direction and not see some of it.
	Like, I can't go outside.
	I can't remember the last time I went anywhere and I'm not looking for it.
	It just happens that there's an example.
	Like, I'll just go for a run.
	You know, I'm just going to go run and clear my head.
	Sometimes it helps me think and process things because it's quiet and you can just, you know, you get into the kind of rhythmic and you can really get into some shit.
	It's good for you.
	And 10 minutes into that, oh, look, someone has dumped all of their garbage here for no reason.
	You know, it was Indians.
	Why are there Indians here?
	Why are there Indians in my country?
	Who's going to clean this up?
	Somebody else is going to have to clean this up.
	I'm going to have to fucking pay for it to have it cleaned up.
	For somebody that shouldn't be here that probably took a job from someone else, the country's falling to shit.
	They're fucking everywhere.
	And the guys died for nothing.
	And you see what I mean?
	I can't go to a baseball game.
	I can't go anywhere.
	There's visible signs of erosion and decay everywhere there is to go.
	Even in the middle of the woods.
	Pile of Indian garbage, right?
	Same trail.
	There's a woman near got raped.
	Four men attacked her, but she got away.
	So they were Indian, obviously.
	And I think I saw them days before.
	Same trail, right down there.
	There was a few guys just hanging out in jeans and polo shirts and seek turbans kilometers off the road, kilometers off the road.
	I run this trail.
	It's like, I'll go out this way and come back.
	It's like 10, 15 clicks sometimes.
	So I'm like 3K off the road into the woods now on the Trans-Canada Trail.
	And there's some Indian guys just chilling.
	Like they weren't going anywhere.
	They're just kind of hanging around, apparently waiting for some female runner to come by so they could attack her, which is what happened a few days later.
	It was probably those guys.
	And I know that they're here because of traitors in parliament who hate this country and hate us.
	And again, this isn't what they died for.
	This isn't what I spent my life fighting for.
	This is, I can't get away from it.
	There's nowhere I can go.
	This right here is literally the last place I have because I can control what's on my, I can control all this.
	I don't like it.
	I turn it off.
	Go away.
	Don, I don't need to log into this website today, but I'm not allowed to have this either because it's illegal too.
	Pretty soon.
	Because I'm not a person.
	Okay.
	Well, you're not a fucking person either then.
	And we all know where this is going to go and has to go or we're all going to be fucked.
	Our children will be slaves.
	And I'm so unimaginably angry that they put us in this position.
	I don't want to do any of these things.
	Well, I have no choice.
	It's like, it's war.
	You guys remember what I said?
	The best definition of war I ever heard is it's one shitty decision or another.
	You got to do this terrible thing or that terrible thing.
	You don't get out unscathed.
	There is no path forward where you're cool and everything's good to go and everything went.
	It doesn't exist.
	It's like that's the road.
	That's the only, we have to go that way.
	And it's covered in broken glass, and you've got no shoes, and you're like, fuck.
	Yeah.
	Well, how do I get through here without cutting up my feet?
	You don't.
	It hurts a lot, and you scream and yell and swear a lot.
	And then your feet are going to be fucked for the rest of your life.
	And every time it rains, your feet are going to hurt.
	And the scars are going to swell up.
	And you're going to remember the road of broken glass you were forced to fucking walk down because there was no other place to go.
	Because if you stayed where you were, you were going to die.
	So you had to.
	And these fucking people, our enemies, are forcing us to do this.
	I don't want to do it, but I don't want to sit here and make memes and just yell about shit and do nothing either.
	Because I know where that goes.
	Nowhere.
	That's exactly what they want us to do.
	And these people be no, don't do this or don't do that.
	That's what they want.
	Because then they can justify what?
	They can justify what?
	Confiscating guns?
	It's done, buddy.
	They can come do what?
	Justify hate speech laws and put people in jail for life for talking.
	That's done, buddy.
	They could justify putting children in suicide pods.
	It's done, buddy.
	What are you afraid of doing?
	What are you afraid of anyone doing that's going to be an excuse for them to do something that they're not already doing or hasn't already happened?
	You're a coward.
	I don't respect you.
	We're not worth shit.
	Did I lose the, oh, it's underneath all this.
	Refresh.
	I think there's a couple on Rumble, yeah.
	These are old.
	Now, are these all the same ones?
	I have to probably log in and go back.
	They disappear on me.
	Shit.
	Yeah, they totally did disappear on me.
	Oh, wait, there's a couple.
	Jojo says, war is never for anything but rich fucks filling their pockets.
	Well, not always.
	Thank you for your service.
	Today we are at war.
	Because that's how you know you're at war.
	When you have to do painful, shitty, awful things you don't want to do, but it's necessary to survive.
	That's what that means.
	I don't mean like, oh man, I'm going to cancel my fucking PlayStation subscription.
	No, no.
	I mean, like, I mean shit that's going to keep you up at night and you're going to wonder for the rest of your life if it was the right thing to do or not and might drive you insane.
	Or you might die at the end of a bottle or with a gun or something, right?
	Those kinds of things.
	When you find yourself in those kinds of places, yeah, you're at war.
	Path of Greystroke says, humble donation for the cause.
	I'm in the process of joining and hope to add my strength to the movement soon.
	Well, thanks, man.
	I appreciate it.
	I mean, the more guys you have, the better.
	And these, you know, our enemies are fucking clowns.
	They're.
	I got to actually go.
	I got to go meet some lawyers in Toronto this week, actually.
	But Thursday, I think.
	They're trying to build an ethno state.
	They're trying to.
	We're preparing for when you're coming to kill us all, which is soon.
	And that was another thing I wanted to mention before I, you know, check out of here.
	That was one more thing.
	People are always talking about fighting and this.
	Let's get warm here.
	It wasn't when I sat down.
	People probably thought I shaved my head or something.
	When I say we'll have to fight to survive, I don't mean memes.
	I mean with your fucking hands and feet and head and lungs and heart and elbows and teeth.
	I mean physically fighting for your life.
	Yeah, that's coming.
	That's unavoidable now.
	So just out of a logical decision-making problem solving, the odds of us doing well or better in that situation are much higher if we're in groups than isolated individuals hiding around the fucking country with anonymous Twitter profiles and meming.
	Oh no, something really fucked up is happening in my neighborhood.
	Well, you don't know anyone.
	You don't have any friends.
	You don't have anything.
	You have Call of Duty faggots that you talk to at night on your fucking Xbox when you're masturbating yourself to sleep.
	So you're fucked at that point, obviously, right?
	You don't always have to.
	I'll deal with it tomorrow.
	I'll fix that tomorrow.
	There is no tomorrow.
	I just caught the clip because I've been trying to clip from Ferry earlier in the week.
	I don't know if he knows this.
	He's quoting a few different old soldiers, you know, but I'm dead already.
	So you get people who they're going to avoid fighting and that's how they'll stay alive, but that's the wrong attitude.
	The right attitude is you're already dead.
	Accept that and figure out how you can do the most damage possible before you really are dead.
	But it's a foregone conclusion.
	Like you're not getting out of this alive.
	I think Ronald Spears was one of the Band of Brothers guy.
	He's quoted in that book saying that.
	Like that's how soldiers are supposed to function.
	Because if you live with fear that I got to get, you know, you're not going to be able to do your job properly.
	And if you can't do your job properly, your odds of dying actually go way up.
	It's the guy who's like, I'm already dead.
	It doesn't matter anyway.
	Fuck you.
	Come get them.
	I like this.
	We.
	Those guys have the best chance of living, actually.
	You know, seems counterintuitive, but a lot of the things they teach you in boxing are counterintuitive, too.
	People always, you know.
	I just really started in any earnesty like a year or change ago.
	And I've been trying to help some of the other guys.
	But new guys always do that.
	You know, they always turn away and try to, like, that's the wrong thing to do.
	Like, guys trying to hit you in the face, so you try to turn away.
	No, you're more likely to get knocked the fuck out doing that, actually.
	You actually want to kind of lock in and go towards the violence.
	What feels like the right thing to do and the right thing to do are not always the same thing.
	Most men in wars and battles actually get killed running away.
	That's where most of the casualties come from, historically, is from guys panicking and trying to flee their position.
	I'm talking about, well, I mean, trench warfare is back now, but drones, I guess.
	They'll just try to take off.
	And there's one.
	Easy.
	It's actually the maniacs that stay fighting to their last, you know, psychopaths, you know, melting barrels and fucking throwing sticks at people.
	And they have the best chance.
	They're the hardest to kill, so they might give up trying to kill you after a while.
	I read about these two guys in Ukraine, these two Ukrainian guys.
	They held an observation post for like two years or something or a year, like some obscene amount of time.
	They were supposed to be there for a couple of weeks.
	Just like watch this position and then you'll be relieved and whatever.
	But they got cut off and no one could get to them.
	And they're like, and they just stuck it out there forever.
	If they'd fucking tried to run away and escape, they would have died, though.
	Something to think about.
	CRJ says, kinetic pistols, non-lethals, shoot their turbans off.
	Kinetic pistol, non-lethal.
	What are those?
	Like pellet guns?
	No, wait.
	I don't know what that means.
	G-Mod says.
	Oh, salute.
	I forgot to.
	Oh, Phil, you can't see it.
	Phil's got a trebuchet.
	Like I said, things are being worked on.
	One of the guys in Quebec sent this in.
	So I don't know what he's planning to do with this.
	Yeah, I don't know.
	I don't know.
	It might look like a toy, but if you.
	Oh, Jesus.
	You see, you put some thermite in that thing.
	I don't know.
	I don't know.
	You can make homemade chemicals.
	You can make stuff.
	You can make stuff out of things you can buy at Home Depot and Canadian Tire and put them in a trebuchet and launch them at people and do all kinds of damage.
	I'm just trying to speculate.
	I don't know what he's up to or what's possible.
	I'm not comfortable with the fact that he has a trebuchet.
	No.
	He's got a whole box of them, actually.
	There's a whole bile of them over there.
	Which is, I don't know, great.
	I don't have enough problems.
	Like I get charged for enough things.
	I'm just going to check and find if.
	Because I know there was a couple more of these.
	I just keep losing them.
	Or the screen doesn't hold them up.
	It doesn't show me what the message was, though, does it?
	Shoot.
	It does not.
	It doesn't say who it was from either.
	No, I think it might have just been those three.
	Four.
	Am I right?
	It does not.
	Why does it now showing two?
	This sucks.
	Can someone scroll back and send me this check?
	You can't.
	It doesn't even stay in there.
	Shit.
	Well, I feel bad if there was a bunch of these from earlier in the day.
	Earlier in the evening.
	Sorry, I had to.
	I don't like when I get distracted too much and sometimes, you know, when I'm just screwing around, but I'm not going to lie.
	It's been a rough week.
	I had a...
	Before the weekend, I was.
	A guy didn't even know that well.
	And very quickly, he was like, so I think I'm going to fucking blow my brains out, man.
	I talked to him for a couple hours, and he's not dead.
	You know what he said?
	Nobody fucking cares, man.
	I said, you're right.
	I'm not going to lie to you.
	You're right.
	They don't.
	Most of them don't give a shit.
	They care about ostriches is what they care about.
	That's the safe and easy thing to care about.
	But you're still expecting them to, right?
	That's why it hurts so bad.
	Because it's like a girl.
	You know how you get out of that trap?
	Because I've been there too.
	You ever love somebody who doesn't love you back?
	It's the fucking worst, man.
	Especially when you think that they do.
	Or thought that they did.
	You believed it.
	And then you come home one day to find out they never did.
	That'll age you.
	And I don't know.
	I don't know if I want my sons to go through that because sometimes I'm like thinking everybody should.
	Men should, at least once.
	Experience that.
	So you'll know.
	Because there's a lot to be gained from that, actually, as well.
	But on the other hand, that's if you survive it.
	It can be rough.
	And that's what this is like.
	Guys are expecting this society and this country and these people to care in the same way that we cared.
	Love us the same way that we love them, but they don't.
	They just don't.
	They're whores.
	You know, it's convenient at the time.
	It's in style.
	It's the mood they're in.
	But that's not what that means.
	If it's a real thing, it's forever.
	It's to the death, no matter what the fuck happens.
	And that's not who these people are, are they?
	You know who does love you?
	We do.
	Us, we're the only guys that know, that know what that's like.
	Nobody else will ever know.
	So we only have each other.
	And that's why it sucks so fucking bad when these guys leave, when they're gone, when they check out.
	When they don't fucking make it, because that's part of your family.
	They're irreplaceable.
	You can't get new ones.
	You can't make more.
	Even if it's a different generation from a different war, like it's not the same, though.
	It's not quite the same in a lot of ways.
	They'll never replace those guys.
	We weren't like in a similar place.
	We were in the same place.
	Slept in the same buildings.
	Rode around the same vehicles.
	Used the same weapons.
	Not similar.
	Like that's the exact same.
	Sometimes we trade weapons off back and forth.
	It's the closest thing to a religious experience that you'll have in real life.
	Oh, I heard the voice of God.
	No, you fucking didn't.
	You're a crazy person.
	You want to feel some real shit, though?
	Go fight a war and come back and tell me how you feel about shit.
	You want to touch the veil?
	Yeah.
	Have some hot metal flying around your head at 2,000 fucking miles an hour.
	Sniper trying to shoot the fucking cigarette out of your mouth, you know?
	And it's fun at first, kind of.
	It's exciting.
	Until somebody gets smoked.
	Then you realize, oh, that's when the fear comes in.
	That's when it gets real.
	I saw a guy get vaporized one time.
	And you feel about that big.
	Before then.
	I'm a fucking big tough guy.
	I got my machine gun.
	I got his grenade.
	I'm fucking ready to go.
	I'm ready to whoop.
	Okay.
	I felt like I was made out of glass.
	I feel like I was made out of paper.
	Like the sun might burn me alive.
	That's how fucking big and strong you feel after seeing a shit like that.
	All these people out here trying to act hard on the internet and fucking fucking you ain't shit, man.
	You're on the internet.
	I took a break from real life to come on the internet.
	Where were you?
	Hot shot, big man.
	Oh, I didn't fall for that shit.
	Oh, cool.
	So you must have been already in here in the trenches fighting the war, going hard, probably going to jail.
	No?
	Yeah, because I've never fucking heard of you at all.
	So I guess you've not actually been doing shit.
	You're just one of those people that talk a lot.
	I posted this on Twitter and a few other places, too.
	I don't know why.
	It just came over me one minute.
	Probably thinking about this.
	How about how so many people are fucking worthless and suck ass?
	But that's always how it's been.
	The weight of the many is always carried by the strength of the few.
	And when I was seven, I joined the army when I was 16, 17.
	17?
	I might have just turned 17.
	And there wasn't much going on at that point.
	I think we had just gotten into Afghanistan, but we had like a Kabul, like bullshit.
	You know, you were fine.
	It was very unlikely.
	There was a friendly fire incident that killed some guys.
	The whole country was like horrified.
	But it was relatively safe deployment.
	As safe as you can be in an environment like that.
	It's not.
	But then the shit changed and they said, we're going to Kandahar now, where all the fighting was.
	And the Americans were in there getting into dust-ups like daily.
	And holy shit.
	And I was in the reserve unit.
	And there was, you know, maybe 100 guys in there.
	And for the first three years or so, I was in this reserve unit.
	Well, no, until I was 19.
	So two and a half years or so.
	You're hearing all these stories and fucking big talk from these guys.
	And I was 17, right, when I got in there.
	And there were guys that were 19, 20, 21, 20.
	They're college university guys.
	And they're, you know, I'm this little wiener kid.
	I don't even shave.
	115 pounds.
	I'm scared of everything.
	I don't know what I'm doing to help.
	My arms are like this big.
	I'm a noodle, you know, a little noodle.
	And these guys are like, and the sergeant major came down.
	We had a big parade, and they said, we need volunteers.
	They're going to Kanahar.
	Two RCRs, they need about whatever it was, a couple hundred guys to backfill, or maybe it wasn't that many.
	It was 100 across the Maritimes.
	Like, we need, you know, 110, 20 worth of 110, 20 reservists to go and fall in with the regular force frontline combat.
	Afghanistan, let's go.
	Who's going?
	And like a handful of us.
	Like seven guys.
	Out of like 100, you know.
	Put her hands up and step forward.
	Oh, I can't actually have school.
	Oh, my cats are going to be sick that weekend.
	I can't.
	Excuses everywhere.
	So when I say I've seen fake-ass tough guys like you my whole fucking life, I mean it hiding on the internet.
	I just like antagonizing them.
	I like to make them feel shitty and trigger them and piss them off because I can't get to them in real life and fucking stove their heads in because they're, you know, they live on the internet as cowards anonymously and hide.
	But I can tell the truth to them and, you know, hurt them in their pathetic little faggot soul.
	And, you know, maybe they jump off a bridge or something.
	I don't know.
	I don't care.
	I don't care for those fucking pathetic people wasting our time, being in the way, calling everybody feds.
	Fuck you.
	Die.
	Literally.
	Fuck you.
	Die.
	With a smile on my face.
	How can you say that?
	I'm a fucking war veteran, dog.
	You're nothing.
	You have no idea.
	Go tweet about it.
	Go level up your battlefield character or whatever the fuck it is you do.
	Tell yourself stories about how one day you're going to be a real boy.
	We both know that's not true.
	GB Mac.
	Thanks, man.
	He says, visit CRJ Fund.
	CRJ says, you missed all the super chats at the start.
	Why do I even pay your electricity bill?
	Well, I'm going to be running off a generator and Starlink out of the back of a fucking van soon.
	So there's that van stream.
	What am I going to call this if I'm successful in evading this fucking decapitation attempt that the government's trying to pull off here?
	Do I rename the stream and call it something else?
	Ski masks and fucking I'm going to be in the I'm going to be in a van with a ski mask and a shelf behind me, and there's just a, there's just the only book on there is War of the Flea, and there's just a bandolier of grenades.
	And I'm like, yeah, this is, she's getting a little fucking weird, boys.
	Van down by the river stream.
	I don't know.
	You have to, you have to joke about it or else you'll go crazy.
	And, You know, I'll do what I got to do, but I knew it was going to come to this.
	I knew that this was certainly a possibility that this would.
	And I made a decision to not leave, to not quit and go.
	I could have.
	They put me in jail, and I barely escaped.
	If I didn't have the funding and the support from you guys and the legal team that I had, I could be still in jail.
	They wanted to give me 10, 15 years for shit that didn't even happen, and they almost got it.
	I could have just packed it in and walked away, and I don't think anybody would have fucking blamed me.
	Even before then, I had people telling me, like, man, just you don't have to, you know, you've done enough.
	You've done your, you know.
	I said, it's not over.
	They're still out there killing people and lying.
	If I've got breath in my lungs and blood in my legs to move, I have to.
	I got to, until I can't, until it's like suicidal, until it's just insane, which is basically where we're getting when these bills go through.
	And they will.
	And I don't want to hear people, oh, no, it may not.
	If they don't get it now, if they don't get it in the next couple of months, the next few weeks, they'll get it in the few weeks and months after that.
	Or the one they will get it because the political establishment is captured.
	It's corrupt.
	It's over.
	There is no one that can fight them.
	There's no one that's going to stop them.
	There's nothing they can do.
	They can sit there and go, Mr. Speaker, and complain and whine about how corrupt and shitty the regime is, but they can't do anything about it.
	And they won't do anything about it.
	Did you guys get your guns back?
	Did Tracy Wilson and the CCFR do what she promised and protect your gun rights?
	No, she didn't.
	Did any of these fucking politicians protect your speech right?
	No, they didn't.
	Did anyone protect you from forced vaccinations?
	And now they're acting like that wasn't a thing.
	Oh, nobody forced you.
	Nobody said you had to.
	No one did.
	Every step of the way, when these fucking maniacs wanted to hurt you, they did.
	When they want to whip you, they do.
	When they want to burn you with a cigarette, they do it.
	When they want to spit in your face, they do it.
	And you've got all these people with copes for reasons why it's going to end soon.
	And I go, okay, why is that?
	and they just buy my merch?
	If you can't grasp the gravity and the direness of the situation, you can't formulate a solution that is realistic.
	If you're trying to prevent your home from burning down and the home is already half burned down and you're out on the street going, when we get some fire extinguishers, we'll make sure this house never burns down.
	It's already half burned down.
	And the rest of it will also burn if you don't do something.
	And memeing isn't going to be that thing.
	We have to get way, way more into the weeds than this.
	And accept that this is where we are.
	This is not hyperbole anymore.
	This is where we live right now is exactly where I said this would go.
	It's 11 p.m. on November 11th, 2025.
	And I started this in 2018.
	And all the way, I said, they're going to ban guns, speech.
	They're going to lock this.
	They're communists.
	They're going to fucking.
	You won't recognize this place.
	All of it came through.
	But back then, in those years, and even up until not long ago, even today, people will deny it's even happening.
	That'll never happen, bro.
	No way, bro.
	If that happens, bro.
	Remember the first fucking wave of the gun ban, of which I said there will be more.
	Oh, man, they try to take my guns.
	I'm going to, we're going to, it's going to.
	Nobody did shit.
	Oh, if they try to ban free speech, that's going to be.
	Nobody did shit.
	Nobody's going to do shit.
	Cope, cope, cope, cope, cope.
	Because no one wants to accept it is that bad.
	You got to do what you got to do.
	I think I started to tell a story earlier about Dallas, and I've totally blanked on it about the trauma and thing.
	War.
	There's no way out of it.
	He said, excuse me.
	What did he say?
	It's like the post-uh stress part you might be able to handle, but the trauma part is that's baked in.
	Like you're getting that whether you want to or not.
	He's like, I familiarized myself with what was going to be required of me to do this job.
	I went in there with my eyes open.
	I looked at and watched everything.
	I watched the beheading videos.
	I watched the torture videos.
	I saw, I immersed myself in as much of the violent shit that I could find on the internet that these people so I could prepare myself and visualize what it was I was going to be fucking getting into so that I was prepared as I could be when it happened.
	And, you know, that's right.
	That is how you do it.
	Yes.
	That is what you should do.
	If that's your guess, I'm going into a war zone.
	well, you should probably familiarize yourself with what that looks like and smells like and sounds like and all that stuff as much as you can.
	And then you accept it, that that's where you are.
	Then you can act accordingly.
	We have a big problem in this country with a lot of people fantasizing that we are not where we are and that we're somewhere else.
	That we're just an election away or a protest away or a bedtime story away from everything getting better.
	And that's never been further from true.
	We are very, very fucking far from anything getting better.
	I honestly do not see any sign that anything is going to get better in the next five years.
	The opposite, in fact, I think it will continue to get much worse for at least another five years.
	Because if any real genuine sincere effort starts today, it's going to take at least that long to get into a position where you can start to push back the arm wrestling match.
	And then it could be another 20 years.
	That's realistic.
	That's grown-up talk.
	That's not, we need another convoy.
	Let's do another convoy.
	We need to knock those people the fuck out and don't let them talk anymore.
	Shut up.
	Shut the fuck up.
	Oh, my ostriches.
	My ostriches.
	I will eat an ostrich fucking sandwich.
	Like I give a shit.
	Soft people, soft as baby shit.
	They're fucking slaughtering kids and importing terrorists.
	You know, these Indians, the Muslims, these religious temples and all that, they're armed to the fucking teeth.
	Are you?
	Here's a question, Canada.
	Are you armed to the teeth?
	Because the people who are going to try to kill you, they're armed to the teeth.
	Go ask any firearm instructor in this country kind of people you've been getting the last couple of years.
	They'll tell you they're all Indians and Muslims and nons.
	Like almost all of them.
	You can't really buy decent weapons in this country anymore.
	You can buy ammunition, though, which they're doing.
	Why?
	Why are they stockpiling ammunition?
	You've seen the videos of them out there firing off automatic weapons.
	Where'd they get those?
	You can't get automatic weapons in Canada, not legally.
	So where are they getting them?
	Memes are not going to protect you from that shit.
	Andrew Lawton and Aaron Gunn and Pierre Polyev and Melissa Lynchman and Roman Bay, they're not going to do shit.
	They could come to your town and your house and massacre you and your family.
	And they'll go, oh, Mr. Speaker, this is awful.
	We need to, this liberal government is allowing it.
	Days go by, weeks go by, months go by.
	You're still dead.
	Nothing's going to fucking change.
	Every minute that you put your energy and time into this political circus act is wasted.
	It's completely fucking wasted.
	You'll never get it back.
	Sandel says, I'd watch Happy Time with I Don't Care Bear.
	That'd be a great show.
	I feel like that's a show where we have a hostage in the van.
	I don't care, Bear's going to want some answers to some poignant questions.
	If I don't get the answers I like, I'm going to cut off a finger.
	I don't care.
	Maybe a toe.
	You've got two eyes for a reason.
	You don't need both of them.
	I mean, the bear's possessed.
	It's just me using the bear as a cover mechanism to like, you know, I'll go there.
	I'll go to some dark places.
	Since we're on the topic, why not?
	I mean, I didn't do it.
	But I thought about murdering a guy once.
	I could have.
	I would have got away with that.
	I was guarding this POW by myself at night in Patrol Base Wilson.
	And we were kind of isolated and segregated from the rest of where everybody was at.
	And I was supposed to do it in shifts.
	And another guy went off to get, wake up the next crew to come watch the prisoners.
	It was just one guy.
	And this guy's a piece of shit.
	He's just sitting there like making faces and being a hot, you know.
	One of the guys got hurt early that get burned up and fucked up.
	And, you know, he's from the other team.
	And that's all I'm thinking about.
	And I'm sitting there holding this pistol.
	And I'm like, I could just fucking smoke him right now.
	And I just say he made a run for it.
	He came at me.
	So I put him down.
	And I remember I just, I scared myself because I felt cold.
	I had this cold feeling come over me and my heart started racing.
	And I was like, oh my God, am I going to do it?
	It was almost an out-of-body experience.
	I started being like, I think I'm going to kill him.
	Like, it started to just happen.
	And, you know, we're just kind of looking at each other.
	He's sitting on this cot, this army camp cot.
	He's just staring at me.
	Staring at him like 10, 12 feet away.
	I'm sitting on a fucking box of MREs, two of them stacked on top of each other, sitting there in my fucking plate carrier, just with his pistol.
	That's part of the soldiering experience.
	And I guarantee, all through history, a lot of guys were in my position, and some of them did kill him.
	And you know, it's really fucked up.
	Sometimes I think I should have.
	Sometimes I feel bad that I didn't.
	He very likely could still be alive right now.
	Still raping, kill.
	Who knows?
	He went off to the fucking prisoner process, wherever the hell that went.
	Probably to Bagram.
	Maybe went to Gitmo.
	I don't know.
	But he might still be.
	Who knows?
	Maybe he got released and killed some more fucking guys.
	I don't know.
	But I remember feeling like, am I fucking weak for not killing this guy?
	Like, he's at my mercy.
	I could just waste him right now.
	And that's one lesson, these motherfuckers.
	I'll just say you bum rush me.
	Everybody believe me.
	I'm 150 pounds.
	Like, I'm a little guy by myself.
	He's a full-grown man.
	He's like 30-something, 40 years old.
	I'm sitting here with this nine-millimeter, like, a bunch of our guys have already been killed.
	I want vengeance, you know.
	You could kill a thousand of them.
	It never feels better.
	You don't get to a point where, okay, there, we're even.
	I've killed enough.
	I no longer feel angry about the people that I've lost already.
	Now I've, all right, we're good.
	I can go home now.
	That never, that's not going to happen.
	You're just, you know.
	Then I thought, well, I might get investigated and charged, and I'm not going to risk ruining my life for this piece of shit.
	But there was a good 30 to 60 seconds where I was just locked on this guy like a shark with this gun.
	It was like the dark evil version.
	This is the best way to compare it to him.
	I don't know what it's like for women, but for guys, you ever get to a point where you're like with a girl, maybe?
	A new one or something?
	And there's just like, there's a point where you're like, we're banging.
	You know, this is, we're, I'm going in.
	And there's this threshold where, you know, there's this kind of rush of like, you know, this is happening now.
	It was like that, but murder.
	Yeah.
	Murder.
	War boner.
	You know.
	Anyway.
	Hope Ceces is.
	Are you appreciating the insight into my psyche right now?
	You having fun?
	You fucking faggots?
	Where do you guys live?
	I know where you work.
	Hopefully nobody ever follows you home.
	Hopefully nobody did follow you home already.
	It is just an onice building.
	I mean, it's just right there.
	You just go in.
	I fucking hate you guys a lot, too.
	You deserve really bad fucking things happen to you, Ceces.
	Like the worst things.
	You fucking Chinese motherfuckers.
	You work for the Chinese against your own people.
	And a bunch of you just know that you're doing it.
	Your own bosses have outed you.
	And here you are still.
	I'm a spy.
	You're the worst spies.
	You're the worst intelligence agency in the Western world.
	You're the laughingstock.
	Need I remind you.
	The Americans saw this.
	The British, everybody saw this happen.
	You're the laughingstock.
	Okay?
	Let's not pretend like you're a badass anything.
	You're a fucking clown show.
	Okay.
	Find a bridge.
	There's two of them in Halifax and just beha.
	Well, one of them's got the suicide rails up now, but one of them doesn't.
	One of them still, you could still jump.
	Ceces, it's not too late.
	Ceces, it's not too late to kill yourselves.
	You could do it right now.
	You could do it tonight.
	I'll drive you there.
	Do you want me to drive you there?
	I can drive you there and I can push you off the fucking bridge and help you die.
	Do you want to do that?
	I fucking hate those people.
	They know what they're doing as much as anyone.
	They're, they, uh, oh, that's why I thought of this.
	Um, Lauren Southern just published some fucking recordings of them trying to like groom her, right?
	And I listened to a few minutes of that, and it reminded me of like the kind of person that came to mind was the same kind of weasel scum piece of shit that was the Stasi or the NKVD or the fucking secret police of the Soviet Union.
	Like that, you're the fucking absolute worst.
	And they hate people like us because we're what they can never be.
	They have no guts.
	They're pussies.
	They have to hide and connive and scheme and manipulate and deceive.
	And they say, oh, it's because we're smart.
	No, it's because you're a fucking coward.
	You're not smarter.
	You're just a bitch.
	You're effeminate.
	You're a feminine creature and you target your own citizens while you're controlled by a foreign power.
	And everybody knows it.
	Why are you excluded, by the way?
	What's going on?
	How's the Five Eyes Network working out these days?
	Huh?
	You getting any calls from Washington lately?
	Nah, are you?
	What's going on with that?
	How come they're always first to the pitch?
	They're always at the plate swinging away.
	Canada, I don't know if you know this, but you've got some criminals there.
	There's some people in Ontario.
	They're going to blow up.
	They're trying to blow up a train.
	It's always the Americans that foil terror plots in Canada.
	It's never been Ceces ever.
	In fact, Ceces has been caught facilitating fake terrorist attacks.
	Like, you're the fucking worst, Ceces.
	Kill yourselves.
	Seriously.
	I literally want you to do that.
	I want all of you to murder yourselves, each other.
	Like the blood orgy.
	What was that movie?
	Event Horizon.
	Just start massacring each other, mutilate each other, just make a whole mess of the office.
	It was just Halloween.
	Don't worry.
	We'll just say it was ostrich related.
	I love trolling these fucking people.
	I was just giving it to them.
	losing their minds on facebook i wanted to get i wanted to make a video of of the fucking ostriches running in slow motion and getting fucking gunned down I mean, look, I like animals, right?
	But I'm not, I'm also not a child baby.
	Like, yeah, we, do you know where food comes from?
	Hey, Ostrich Bros, where do you think hamburgers come from?
	They come from the hamburger store, or does a nice sweet cow get fucking dummied and chopped up, like butchered, literally.
	Carl!
	That's reality, you fucking bitch.
	All right, so let's relax.
	And they do this, you know, millions of these fucking things are killed every year.
	I'm like, I want to make, like, a fucking montage of just the ostriches running in slow motion.
	All these, all these fucking boomers, like, AHHHHH!
	You're fucking ridiculous.
	There they go.
	There's the ostriches.
	This is...
	Get him!
	Oh yeah, there we go.
	Use the 40 millimeters on them.
	That's fun.
	That's my favorite ostrich.
	It's the least important issue in the country.
	Government overreach.
	Are you serious?
	Are you trying to convince people there's government overreach?
	Oh, fucking holy shit.
	Morgan, I need to change my...
	I just, I just came in my pants.
	I need a whole new set of pants.
	I just found out there's government overreach in Canada.
	Did you guys know the government in Canada is like out of control?
	Did you guys know that?
	Thank fucking God for rebel Jews and the ostrich grift, or I would never have known that the government in Canada was out of control.
	I would never have known that.
	I would never have known that.
	Thank goodness it wasn't blatantly obvious getting beat over the head for seven years now that that was the case.
	I'm so glad those people didn't spend any time trying to help locate those missing children or do anything about the fucking a billion-dollar fentanyl lab, the biggest one in the world, was forced shut down by Trump in Alberta.
	Ottawa knew it was there, and the Americans were like, shut that down now as part of their trade negotiations.
	Fine.
	Fine.
	And it was fully staffed with Indians.
	How many people do you think that killed?
	People's children, teenagers?
	Somebody, guys, I mean, I read them, but I don't always talk about them because it's just, I can only handle so much.
	But a lot of people send me stuff, handwritten letters sometimes, emails and these things.
	And I don't even remember what I read.
	This was another just awful story.
	This kid, this woman was talking about her kid, I think, that he had what was the scenario?
	Took what he thought was a Percocet.
	Those kids do.
	And don't do that.
	Especially painkillers and shit.
	Like, they're too dangerous.
	Don't fuck with those.
	Smoke weed, have some drinks, whatever.
	But you start getting into the pills and you're anyway.
	Died.
	Just dead.
	Just like that.
	Wasn't a junkie.
	Wasn't a drug addict.
	It wasn't whatever.
	Just thought he was going to have a fun time, relax, hang out with some buddies, and just, you know, as some kids do.
	Here, have a Percocet.
	Oh, actually, it's fentanyl dead.
	Did it come from that lab in Alberta?
	Maybe it fucking did.
	But, oh, well, ostriches, right?
	Remember the ostriches?
	You know damn well that shit's going on, and you're spending your time on something safe and fun and easy.
	It's your fucking reality TV show.
	And you're pretending to care about things that matter when you don't actually care about the things that matter because they're all around you all the time.
	Where are you?
	Grifting.
	Patton says Gitmo to becoming a seating...
	Oh, yes.
	Yeah, there's a terrorist shooting hoops with Pete Hegseff.
	The guy was, what did somebody say?
	Maybe it was Patton.
	I can't remember.
	Somebody I saw this said, he's throwing threes.
	And they're like, he used to do this with human heads like a couple years ago.
	Now he's chilling with the U.S. government.
	And, oh, I guess we're friends now.
	So why don't you just go when they do shit like this and they do shit like making Remembrance Day all about a fucking Sikh guy who nobody gives a shit about, who doesn't fucking matter and never did.
	He's not Canadian.
	He never will be.
	He's Indian.
	This isn't for you.
	Go to India.
	Fucking go hang out with them.
	How many people even know that the last soldier killed in World War I was from Nova Scotia, Canada?
	No, he's not Sikh Indian, though, right?
	Every time they do this shit, and every time these politicians get up there and go, our freedom tonight, fucking, why don't you just go dig up the boys' corpses, put some marionette strings on them, have a little fucking parade, kill them again, and put them back in the fucking ground every year?
	Because that's what it feels like to us.
	This year has just been way worse.
	It's been way worse than any other year.
	to see the absolute, totally out-of-their-mind state of this country with people just no connection to reality at all.
	Where's the...
	Actually, I want to show you...
	This was one of the worst ones I saw.
	So I was like, I'm posting this one.
	This is insane.
	There was a lot of these.
	I went to this post because I was going to go, well, you know, sitting on the can, rage tweeting like a psycho.
	Fucking prime minister's office, right?
	Lest we forget.
	Like, oh, lest we forget.
	So I log, I go in there, getting ready to unload both barrels on the prime minister, prime minister of Canada's office.
	And I scroll down a bit, and I'm like, oh, I'm going to don't forget the massacre of 400 ostages in a kill pen screaming as they are.
	Shut down the ostrich cost.
	Like, this is who we're fucking dealing with.
	This person's got vaccines.
	I wish this was fake, but it's not.
	And I just posted that gif of Nicholson from The Shining, where he's just in murder mode.
	He's about to just stab.
	And that was all I posted.
	And people interpreted that as me.
	Also being upset about the ostriches, like just right over their fucking, like, yeah, makes a nigga wonder what it was all for.
	You think shit like that doesn't hurt the guys?
	It does.
	That's another thing.
	My pronouns need respect.
	It's harmful to me.
	Don't fucking talk to me about harm, emotional harm.
	I'm a fucking war veteran.
	You have no idea what that feels like.
	We do.
	And we're not even allowed to complain about it.
	We're invisible.
	We don't matter.
	We don't fucking exist.
	We're not Indian.
	And we have to sit here and endure this shit.
	You want to cry about your microaggressions and your safe spaces and your.
	I wish we could trade.
	I wish we could swap bodies for like an hour because I would come back to mine and they would have died.
	Yeah, I think it would kill them.
	I think the toll, the emotional weight and pain that is associated with all of this shit that's just part of the cost of doing business comes with the deal.
	If you can't handle it, don't do it.
	It would kill them.
	They see things they don't like on the internet and they want the police to intervene.
	And they can mock our war dead and make a mockery of humiliation of the whole thing.
	And we just have to sit there.
	And they do it every day by continually supporting and shitting on our actual rights and freedoms that don't exist anymore.
	I almost, I was going to make, I wrote it out and everything.
	I was going to do a whole video about this.
	I just, I couldn't do it because I thought, why?
	First of all, nobody's fucking listening.
	Nobody gives a shit.
	Nobody fucking cares what veterans think in this country.
	They act like they do, but they don't.
	They pretend.
	Today and tomorrow, they pretend to care.
	And every other day of the year, they don't fucking want to hear it.
	They don't give a shit.
	And pretty soon it won't be around.
	All these cenotaphs have white guys' names on them.
	They're already transitioning away, right?
	We need to talk about Sikh Indians.
	Eventually, it just won't exist.
	It'll be optional.
	Remembrance Day will just be another.
	It'll be like, you know, Orange Shirt Day.
	And then it'll be like, it's like Valentine's Day.
	And then it's like, nobody even really knows what it's for.
	And then it's just canceled.
	That's where it's going.
	And they don't see what it does to any of them because they're not out here complaining about it because that's not who they are.
	They're trained and programmed to just endure pain.
	Physical pain, emotional pain, spiritual pain.
	Speaking of platoon, eat the pain.
	Yes, that's the only way you can survive.
	So they do that until it kills them.
	And they commit suicide.
	Or they take a bunch of pills and drink.
	Or they swerve their vehicle into a truck.
	They shoot themselves in the head.
	They hang themselves in the family barn.
	These are all real stories of friends of mine.
	One of them I talked to an hour before he did it.
	And he was in a good mood.
	And they think because they don't see what they do to them, that it doesn't exist.
	Well, it fucking does.
	It's your fault.
	You fucking pieces of shit.
	And that other guy I told you about that these liberal fucks, like if this goes sideways, I'm hunting them and I'm killing them all.
	Yeah, that's what they prevailingly, overwhelmingly think of you.
	So save your shit.
	I just love our veteran.
	You have no idea what you're talking about.
	You love to virtue signal and you love to feel like you're doing something popular.
	And I'm such a good person.
	And you're the worst kind of person.
	You're the worst.
	And you were never worth defending.
	And I wish we never went there.
	I wish I never knew any of these guys because that would mean I was never in the army because there was no war and they would all be alive.
	They'd have families of their own.
	They'd have their own shit going on.
	And this place would be way better for it, but it's not.
	Because people like you, no thinking, no brain-having motherfuckers.
	Weak, pathetic, sheep-herded cattle, going slave animals.
	You're the real reason they're dead.
	Happy fucking Remembrance Day.
	Lest you forget that.
	CRJ says, go read the Derek Rance Telegram post on Lauren Southern.
	Cease's experience.
	Sickening.
	I just, I briefly saw a little bit of it.
	I just had to drop off my kids and I saw like, what is going on now?
	But I, you know, I believe her.
	It's probably fucked.
	From what I saw of it, it's, you know, that's racks.
	And he says, I wish I drove a hammer, hammer, into dumpster ass's head and seize their devices.
	It's a common fantasy.
	They think they're hard, too.
	Like, you guys realize one of these days, you're just going to get it through the door.
	Oh, excuse me, we're here from something.
	BAM!
	Oh, shit!
	Oh!
	Oh, fucking 12-gauge through the door.
	That old trick.
	Yeah, that's a good one.
	That's a good one.
	Hmm.
	Yeah, that's fatal.
	Yeah, no, he's coming back from that one.
	That's possible.
	could happen i had uh well not me Years ago, I had an ex-girlfriend from like 10 years prior who I hadn't spoken to in like seven years.
	Had them track her down.
	Where's the compound?
	What's he up to?
	She's like, what the fuck are you talking about?
	I don't even know him.
	Three of the other guys In the span of four days or three days, had ex-girlfriends reach out to them concerned about their mental health.
	Are you okay?
	I hear you're involved in this club.
	What's going on there?
	What are you doing?
	I said, by any chance, did anybody from public safety come talking?
	Well, yeah, but that's how I know about it.
	I'm worried about you.
	Uh-huh.
	Really?
	This is the move.
	You guys are still doing the same shit.
	You're fucking retarded.
	You're not even good at your job.
	motherfucker man imagine deliberately selecting in the life game i'm going to be the stasi Wow.
	You, Bridge, go now.
	You know what to do.
	Draw fork says, but won't someone please think of the ostriches?
	I'm thinking about them constantly.
	I think about the ostrich soup, ostrich burgers.
	I mean, you can't even eat them because they're biological experiments.
	And again, yeah, massive fraud scam artists.
	They've ruined a lot of lives and have gone to court numerous times.
	Tens of thousands of dollars they've ripped off of people, never got their money back, right?
	That's who this ostrich firing people.
	They're pieces of shit.
	And you know why the Freedom Circus is out there?
	Because they hired a PR firm to drag all these knuckle-headed retards out there to cause a big stink about it so they could try to protect their grift.
	That's what happened.
	What would somebody think of the?
	Yeah, they're heroes.
	They're basically the D-F raid ostriches.
	We were going to do a whole thing on the D-F raid, but instead, they're going to have to take a back seat to number one, a Sikh Indian guy who pooped everywhere and ostriches because that's what Canada's war sacrifices are really about now.
	Pack Wacker says, thank you for your time.
	Since stumbling in a couple years ago, I've quit drinking, smoking, and hitting the gym.
	Good, man.
	Good for you.
	Like, I don't know if you guys underappreciate.
	I don't know this guy.
	I've never met you, but like, think of who you could be now, who you could have been instead if you didn't do that.
	And how many years, like, the divergent points of, like, I'm going to do this or do that, and your life goes like this.
	And after 10 years, like, it's not even comparable.
	Something could happen someday, and you have a much better outcome because you care now stronger and better.
	Like, you could be there for someone else.
	And they do, right?
	And the follow-on domino effect of this is who knows what.
	That's taking control of your own life and putting yourself back in the driver's seat and not being a victim to this shit.
	Well, I'm just a drunk piece of nothing I can do.
	You're a fucking bitch.
	Shut up.
	Right?
	good for you for not doing that.
	And you know what?
	Those guys would like it too because we don't have a lot of wins, but hearing that somebody didn't give up and started turning back, and the other way is a win is a win.
	Alright, um, make sure I, oh shit, did I?
	I don't care about Odyssey anyway.
	I don't think it went up.
	Did it?
	Oh, it did.
	Never mind.
	And I'll have to delete all these anyway shortly.
	But I mean, the reason, Rumble, too, you have to do them one at a time.
	You can't just click all your Rumble videos and be like, delete all.
	No, no, no.
	You can't just click all your Rumble videos and be like, delete all.
	No, no, no.
	What's happening?
	Oh, weird.
	Okay, something just...
	You can't just do that.
	You have to go to content.
	Select this video.
	Open settings.
	Settings.
	Select.
	Delete.
	Save.
	Loading wheel.
	Bling.
	Start over.
	Hundreds of times.
	Right?
	So that sucks.
	And then it won't let me go back any further than that.
	So I'm like, well, I'll just have to go with the channel then.
	But for now, I'll leave some of these up until, you know.
	And I don't know.
	Like I said, I'm going to be busy this week.
	I've got a lot of shit to do and take care of and, you know, basically move my entire life underground into fugitive mode.
	And there's another part of the attitude too that, you know, which sucks.
	It's not going to be very good for entertainment.
	So I don't know how many of these I'll be able to do once in a while, but you can't be too light all the time.
	Sometimes the guys would, they would get after me sometimes, like some of my bosses and stuff for fucking around and joking around too much because it's like, man, you got to fucking, you got to be in the game, okay?
	This is serious.
	You're in danger, okay?
	So also, that makes me mad, right?
	I would like to just enjoy my life.
	I feel like I've earned it.
	I thought I did.
	I thought I earned some peace and I thought I earned the right to talk and express myself and say the things that are on my mind and are important to me.
	I thought I fucking earned that.
	I thought we all fucking earned that.
	There's hundreds of thousands of dead Canadian boys and girls all over the world that I thought we fucking earned that.
	But I guess I was wrong.
	I guess I was wrong, you Jewish piece of shit.
	Not until we get rid of you, apparently.
	Maybe then, maybe then we're allowed to exist in our own fucking home.
	Is that how it's going to go?
	We might as well just say it all, boys, because she's wrapping up the internet real soon.
	Go ask the actual vet.
	Derek was putting a little compilation together.
	I can't believe nobody did this already.
	It's like, there's been enough of these World War II guys come out and be like, hey, did you guys know the war was bullshit and we regret the whole thing?
	It was a total waste of time and totally nonsense.
	We should never have fought the Germans.
	Did you guys know that?
	Did you guys know that was the actual prevailing attitude the majority of the World War II vets had?
	Huh?
	Huh.
	Look at that.
	And I spam this book at them all the time.
	Unknown Warriors by Nicholas Pringle.
	Maybe if you're new or you haven't heard about it.
	Go read that.
	There's some very interesting comments in there.
	It's a collection of letters from vets from all over the British Commonwealth.
	Not Canada.
	I don't think I saw any Canadian ones, but Australia, New Zealand, Great Britain, South Africa, maybe some others.
	Mostly Britain and like, but yeah.
	Not too pumped about the state of things.
	I'll put it that way.
	And I didn't even finish it.
	It's kind of depressing, but it's a living record of what they really thought.
	And this was published in 2006.
	In 2006, they thought this.
	Not 16, not 26.
	20 years ago, they were like, it was worth it.
	It was a mistake.
	Yeah, it fucking was.
	That's why you don't listen to the TV or the newspapers or the fat, the fat guy in the fucking suit with all the money saying, oh, buddy, we got to go kill a bunch of people.
	What do you mean, we?
	You're not fucking going.
	Are you fucking going, Winston?
	No, you're not.
	Why don't you run another Gallipoli, you fat piece of trash?
	I fucking hate Winston Churchill.
	He's such a piece of garbage.
	Like, there's people that are all upset.
	Like, oh, he was a hero.
	You don't know the real Winston Churchill.
	He was horrible.
	Horrible.
	He's the reason a lot of people are dead.
	He's responding.
	Winston Churchill alone is responsible for millions of deaths on his own.
	I'll leave it at that.
	Don't believe me?
	Oh, well, you're wrong.
	You don't want to get into that argument because it won't take me long.
	Come here, Grok.
	Find me these books.
	This guy, that guy.
	Let me just compile some resources for you.
	Here we go.
	You ready to be upset?
	And they get mad at me.
	Like, yeah, I'm the one who got everybody killed and destroyed the British Empire and murdered because I'm a drunk fucking idiot traitor that wanted money.
	Yeah, I did that.
	You get mad at me.
	Kill the messenger, as always.
	Still getting older to this cough.
	All right.
	I'll make sure there wasn't any.
	I didn't even open any of the.
	I didn't want to.
	I didn't want to sit here this long.
	I thought I might do an hour or two, and it's been long.
	It's been over three hours.
	So I got to go.
	I got to go to bed and get some stuff done.
	But just, you know, thank you, guys.
	I want to make sure I didn't miss anybody.
	Oh, Patton says Veterans Affairs Minister respects independence of court and poppy band decision.
	Of course he does.
	Or she or they or SGG or whatever it is.
	But fuck the Veterans Affairs Minister.
	Fuck Veterans Affairs.
	Fuck the government.
	Fuck the courts.
	Fuck the cops.
	Fuck the politicians.
	Fuck the news.
	Fuck CBC.
	Fuck the Jews.
	Fuck the Indians.
	Fuck the migrants.
	Fuck the Taliban.
	Fuck Al-Qaeda.
	Fuck Islam.
	Fuck all of these people.
	Fuck the whole thing.
	Fuck you.
	Fuck you.
	Fuck the ostriches.
	Fuck the ostrich farm.
	Fuck rebel news.
	Fuck everybody at the ostrich farm.
	Fuck everybody that wasted everybody's time with that shit.
	Fuck you grifting influencers that drew everybody's attention to a bunch of ostrich bullshit while the country's future has been sold down the fucking tubes.
	Talk about anything but mass immigration and the speech laws, the Jewish fucking speech laws.
	Don't talk about that.
	Talk about the ostrich farm.
	Fuck you.
	Choke on your fucking money.
	Was that a Batman villain?
	Who was that?
	Based off of, was this the Romans or the Greeks who did this?
	There's a somebody in a something was murdering these guys by forcing them to eat money, like stuffed cash down their neck until they died.
	But there's, it was either the Romans or the Greeks or somebody back in the day.
	When they would get somebody like this, like a sellout fucking money-hungry, greedy piece of shit, traitor, they would melt gold and pour it down their fucking throat.
	Here you go.
	You love it so much.
	Why don't you fucking eat it?
	That's hardcore.
	I say we bring that back.
	You sold the country out for money?
	Well, get the pot.
	You thirsty?
	We're going to pour some boiling hot gold down your fucking neck until you're dead.
	But we're Canada.
	We're broke.
	We can't afford to do that.
	We don't have any gold at all.
	So maybe we'll just do hot water.
	We'll just do boiling hot water like the South African militias were doing to the white farmers and their children in South Africa.
	That thing that doesn't happen and no one ever talks about or mentions because who cares?
	White people are being fucking massacred.
	It's not real, right?
	Jake, thank you, sir.
	You said that parade outside CBC was epic.
	One of the many qualities I like about you.
	Yeah, I do try to tell like it is, man.
	I don't think there's any other.
	Nobody does, right?
	I just say the things I wish somebody else would say.
	The most racist go to live says, God bless things, man.
	Appreciate it.
	Yeah, Jake, I appreciate that, man.
	I just, like I said, I focus on a lot of negative shit because it doesn't.
	The good, the positive anything that's working or going well doesn't need attention.
	It doesn't need to be addressed.
	It's like everything's under control here, as it should be.
	Moving on.
	Oh, look.
	A fucking dumpster fire.
	Why don't you just focus on other...
	Oh, so be like everybody else looking away, right?
	Everybody looked away when I was a kid.
	9-11 happened.
	Fucking building just fell down.
	Do you know skyscrapers just fall down when they're on fire sometimes?
	There's people that still believe this.
	Oh, actually, it was proven.
	I was like, yeah, and it was proven that masks are safe and effective.
	And it was proven.
	And that was proven.
	And trust the science.
	Blah, blah, blah.
	Shut the fuck up.
	You're an idiot.
	A piece of fucking office furniture on fire colliding with a steel skyscraper doesn't make the building fall down into its own footprint all at once.
	That's retarded.
	Nobody asked.
	Hey, where's the weapons of mass destruction?
	Nobody asked.
	Nobody cares.
	It's been 20 years of this.
	25 years, 26 years.
	My whole life, my whole adult life, it's been them lying and us dying.
	And now they want to make it illegal to say that because it's true.
	That's hate speeds.
	What about hate policy?
	What about hate government?
	Well, that.
	But you're, you know, push us in a place where we don't have anything to live for anymore.
	Like my things to live for and look forward to are like this big now.
	If it wasn't for my kids, do you have any fucking idea what I would have done to you already?
	Do you even do you know?
	Can you even conceptualize what could have already happened to you?
	And the only reason it hasn't.
	And soon, I mean, I'll have no future or reason to not do whatever or anything anyway.
	So don't be fucking surprised.
	You asked for it, right?
	Oh my God, they're so full of hate.
	Do you put dogs in cages and burn them with cigarettes and poke them with sticks and don't feed them and piss on them and blast loud music out of them?
	And then they go crazy and they go, oh my God, this dog, we got to put this dog down.
	That's you.
	And I don't like the people that are like, oh, just let God sort it out.
	No, that's not how that works.
	Because I've been waiting for that to happen my whole life, too.
	And I have never once in my entire fucking life, ever seen anyone go to justice.
	Not once.
	So I think we're going about it all wrong.
	I don't think we're supposed to wait for Skyman to sort it all out because that's never going to happen.
	It never has.
	Because in my lifetime, and as far back as I can tell, that's the real truth about the world that nobody wants to fucking admit.
	And that's the bad guys always win because they're willing to do the things that we're not.
	It's not magic.
	It's not supernatural.
	It's not that they're chosen.
	That's it.
	They're willing to do things that we are not.
	so what's the solution do i have to get a speaking spell I'm going to write it down for him.
	Everybody fucking knows what the solution is.
	But by all means, bathe yourselves in more dead people in the interim until you feel comfortable enough accepting reality.
	I don't fucking, you think I like this?
	This is where I want to be.
	This is what I wanted to do with my life.
	So I'm going to wrap it up and get out of here.
	I didn't mean to sit here this long, but I did.
	And if you've stuck through it the whole time, you know, good for you.
	Probably wasn't nice to hear some of that.
	I didn't like saying it.
	But it's true.
	Memes aren't going to do it.
	Twitter spaces don't do shit.
	Your follower count is meaningless.
	It's entertainment.
	Entertainment nationalism.
	I think Ferry coined that term, you know, right?
	And this means a lot to me.
	It's been my whole life.
	I've admired and respected professional soldiering my whole life.
	And I was blessed and fortunate to be able to do it in a meaningful way at a time that it was required.
	I didn't join in the 70s and just sit around doing training exercises and getting drunk in Germany for 20-some years, like some guys did.
	Just nothing really happened.
	I remember I was young and I wanted that experience.
	I don't know why.
	I just felt like I knowing that was out there.
	And I think a lot of young men do.
	I think there's a need to feel like you need to earn your keep and earn your place, and you're just not okay with yourself until you do.
	So I'm glad for that.
	And I'm also glad for the things that it taught me, the truth about the world that we're in.
	And I think it was for a reason.
	And I don't think it's disrespectful to say these things.
	That it was bullshit.
	Because it was bullshit.
	And they are dead for bullshit.
	And if right now isn't the time to say it, then when the fuck is the time to say it?
	because no other time does anybody ever want to fucking hear it.
	And everywhere you look, politicians, they're sycophants, these media fucking scumbags, and these third world non-garbage men fucking...
	Maybe we shouldn't wear poppies.
	Maybe you should go the fuck back to where you came from.
	Ever think of that?
	Maybe fuck you.
	I can't hear you over the sound of Vimy Ridge.
	Maybe go fuck off.
	Bridge, you jump.
	Bye-bye.
	You don't get to police our pain.
	Okay?
	Like these fucking guys, another one.
	The fucking reserve line cook people.
	That's basically everyone you see with their biker jackets on and their look like a Christmas tree.
	I went to the gas station the other day.
	I don't have fucking any of this shit on my social media.
	I don't, years and years ago, I thought people might care.
	They don't, so I just gave up.
	It doesn't matter.
	Don't give a fuck.
	It's for you.
	Look at me, hat on.
	I'm a veteran, my sweater.
	Veteran, sweater.
	Veteran fucking 15 times on your car.
	Huge fucking pot belly.
	Navy, navy cook.
	Not all wounds are visible.
	You're going to have some fucking visible wounds, buddy.
	Our fucking pain is not your costume.
	Take that shit off.
	You're a fucking joke.
	I will fuck you up right there in the parking lot.
	I was ready to.
	I fucking gave it to him.
	I said, nice fucking costume, fatty.
	He looked at me and just kept on walking.
	Part of me, I was glad he did because, like, if he comes over here, I'm fucking feeding him.
	I'm going to lay him out right here.
	All I wanted was to get gas and get a snack and go the fuck home.
	I can't go anywhere without seeing something that is fucking grotesquely offensive.
	He wasn't covered in medals, he wasn't missing an arm.
	He didn't get mangled in fucking Pashmul.
	He's a fat fucking loser looking for attention.
	Oh, look, another Air Force clerk.
	Oh, PTSD.
	Shove it up, you're fucking asshole.
	Oh, I was traumatized.
	I had to listen to people in combat on the radio.
	Yeah, us!
	You don't fucking cut in line and go, I think I need some attention.
	There are guys dying because they think nobody gives a fuck about them and they're right.
	And you're part of the problem too.
	Halloween is over, dickhead.
	Have some fucking decency.
	Have some basic fucking respect.
	Oh, it's all about me and my fucking.
	What did you do?
	I was a supply tech.
	I drove a truck once.
	I fucking, nice, cool, good for you.
	His legs are fucking gone.
	His dad's never coming home.
	Nobody gives a fuck about your little adventure in a supply truck once upon a time in Gage Town, buddy.
	Nobody fucking cares.
	Nobody's making movies about that.
	Everything about this day is just disgusting.
	And I wish I had the energy to make that video and do it because it wasn't for these fucking people who aren't going to listen and don't care.
	Thucking idiot ostrich civilian people and their albums are they don't fucking care either.
	It was for those guys because I know what it's like to feel like you're all alone and nobody can we only have each other.
	And I'm really sick and tired of people considering themselves some kind of fucking badass, the AI pictures of themselves.
	I'm a freedom warrior.
	You're a fucking joke.
	And the only actual fucking warriors we have are paid lip service and ignored.
	Left to die alone in a made pod.
	And then the same people that made all that possible, tomorrow they're going to put their costumes on and go out there and act like it's all good.
	It's not.
	It's not fucking okay.
	They died for a reason.
	They signed up for a reason.
	They deployed for a reason and they risked it for a reason.
	The reason was Canada.
	The reason was me, you, and everybody in this country.
	Our moms, our dads, our kids, our cousins, our aunts and uncles, our hometowns, our schools, our high school girlfriends, our ex-wives, everything.
	Everything that makes us who we are is what they went and fought for and risked it all for to protect that.
	Our way of life, our dignity.
	What makes us who we are, what makes us Canadian.
	And now they can't even tell you what that even fucking is.
	And what it is is Indians, apparently.
	It's not.
	It's not.
	We're fucking done.
	We're done.
	I've had more guys from my Army life reach out to me in the last few weeks than I have in the past seven fucking years combined.
	They're cooking.
	They're getting ready to cook the fuck off.
	You like that?
	You don't have enough fucking manpower, Ceces.
	You are fucking not equipped.
	If that fucking gets loose, goodnight.
	You want to talk about a righteous fury?
	We're the ones who hold the moral high ground in this country, not you.
	You're an imitation.
	You're an imposter.
	You're a fraud.
	Pretend.
	I'll fucking die right now.
	Will you?
	You ever see the deer hunter?
	Your turn.
	Play that game.
	You won't.
	A lot of us are waiting to because the pain of our existence has become more unbearable than the pain of just doing nothing.
	You can't just do nothing anymore.
	It hurts too much.
	I'd rather die than do nothing at this point.
	You want to come kill me for talking?
	Come try then.
	I don't care which way it goes because either way I'm going to get what I want because our dignity is all we have left.
	I don't have a future, me personally.
	I don't.
	I do not have one.
	It's jail or death or exile or God knows what.
	I don't have a real one.
	There's no version of this where I end up well-fed and content with a nice condo down there.
	doesn't happen for me i don't know that All I have left is my own dignity and knowing that I did everything that I could.
	Because what you fucking people are doing is wrong.
	And we know that.
	And they know that laying down for you is not worth my soul.
	I wouldn't have.
	I couldn't look my children in the eyes ever again.
	Because it would mean that everything I ever believed in was bullshit.
	And I'm bullshit.
	You can't.
	You can't do that to your kids.
	I don't like where this fucking place is going.
	I've never liked it.
	And I've said for years I've been screaming until I was blue in the face to avoid it, to raise awareness, to alert people, to rally people in the hopes that enough, somehow, some way, the right people, the right somebody, something, something would come loose somewhere, and we could get this trolley off the track and turn it around and go back to sanity, but you wouldn't fucking let it happen.
	You just couldn't have it.
	You had to have your little fucking parade.
	And I'd hoped that the hard, shitty part of my life was over when I left the military, in the Army.
	I thought I'd hoped it was over.
	And I. Guess not.
	That's the curse.
	That's the warrior's burden, the soldier's burden, is you just give and give and give until there's nothing left of you, and then you die.
	And you have to constantly break yourself down and rebuild yourself to continue to endure and endure some more and eat some more pain and go further and go longer until you shut down and you're done.
	At least I know I'm shooting in the right direction this time.
	There's that.
	And I wish my life could have been different.
	I wish I could have done something different, but that would have meant everything would be different for all of us because none of this would be happening.
	I wish that I wish that none of this was happening to any of us.
	But it is, and you're forcing me to become someone and something that I didn't want to be and I didn't want to do.
	I'm a product of my environment.
	My environment is Canada.
	If I don't get some shelter, oh yeah, I'm gonna fade away.
	War children, it's just a shot away.
	It's just a shot away.
	War children, it's just a shot away.
	It's just a shot away.
	Hey.
	Ooh, see the fire is sweeping out very street today.
	Blue like a red cold coming.
	McMullas away.
	War children.
	It's just a shot away.
	It's just a shot away.
	Watch.
	It's just a shot away.
	It's just a shot away.
	Hey.
	It's just a shot away.
	It's just a show.
	It's just a shine.
	The floods is glittening my very love today.
	Give me, give me shelter.
	Oh, I'm gonna fade away.
	It's just a shot away.
	I tell you, no, sister.
	It's just a kiss away.
	Kiss away.

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