What a shitshow. Just what the hell does a curfew or state of emergency mean these days?

I just witnessed a bunch of kids who, admittedly, still live at home get repeatedly charged by a line of police and then military police in Washington DC while being shot at with automatic-fire rubber bullets, and not only return to confront them again and again but actually pose sitting with a docile line of soldiers holding steady for the money shot with Miltary Police written on the shields behind them. No doubt, you'll be seeing that photo tomorrow announcing America's utter defeat.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NlutS5xbqdw

Even worse, across an intersection from these MPs a rioter is kicking in a plate glass window half an hour after curfew with no response.

Sealing the shameful optics, down the street when the looting begins who stops it? A black adult male, apparently an Antifa coordinator, by yelling "That's not why you're here". Are you fucking kidding me?

We all saw the case for real military intervention was made no later than the second night of riots and destruction. Tonight, the fourth night, the line in the sand was finally crossed for me personally.

Clearly this whole Q operation, which has cost me far too much productive opportunity as I've been here nearly daily since the first post trying to understand what was happening, has served its distractive purpose on me when I should have used the force of my intuition instead.

The good thing though, is that as a result of my intense interest in the American issue a lot of useless eaters in my life have been ejected and I escaped from deep behind enemy lines, and have landed in a relatively free territory among a community of veterans with lots of militia in the area.

As of tomorrow, I will begin taking what I've learned from Soros' success and the Q psyop (as far as I am concerned), to network with these veterans and militia to remove the private foreign companies posing as "authorities". We The People are the Authors.

If others do the same, perhaps we can be frens and network to learn from and assist each other and, together, perhaps we'll be able to throw a lifeline to those finding themselves suddenly waking up in a dystopian socialist nightmare.

Welcome to the Balkanized States of America.

I'm glad to have been in the fight with you many fine and sincere anon-folk (props to Night Shift). To the shills, thank you for sharpening my intuition by showing your many faces as I've learned to spot you a mile away. Because of all of you I'm ready to step away from the keyboard, to meaningfully engage irl and help create a better world. At least in my little corner of it.

Godspeed anons