scripted
Shills be talking shit about our keyboards.
That's what scares them the most.
It wields great power.
(((They))) want violence.
(((They))) want to paint us as violent.
(((They))) want civil war.
(((They))) want to laugh while the People kill each other in the streets.
(((They))) think we are stupid.
This is my keyboard. There are many like it, but this one is mine. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me my keyboard is useless. Without my keyboard, I am useless. I must fire my keys true. I must shoot straighter than the enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. My keyboard and I know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, or the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit.
My keyboard is human, even as I am human, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will keep my keyboard clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other.
Before God I swear this creed. My keyboard and I are the defenders of my Country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy.