i pulled my rental car over, and sat, staring at these crosses and contemplating how it was that despite these men and womens sacrifice, despite their bravery, we had still fallen so far.i broke into tears, sobbing alone in the car, staring at the crosses, at the forgotten dead. democracy is mob rule and the mob itself is ruled by our enemies. to incite violence, retaliation and further divide between the european people and the invaders currently occupying european soil. but i have only had brief contact with knight justiciar breivik, receiving a blessing for my mission after contacting his brother knights. it is far better to encourage radical, violent change regardless of its origins. revolutionary change is needed and above all necessary.

few have done more to damage and racially cleanse europe of its people. the invaders are the ones over populating the world. the christchurch and linwood mosques had far more invaders, in a more prominent and optically foreign building, with less students, more adults and a prior history of extremism. fortnite trained me to be a killer and to floss on the corpses of my enemies. you may fall. is it not preferable to die in war rather than suffer any longer so horrible a spectacle?