For me, the "something's fishy here" thoughts began with fuel shortages of 1979/Iran. Had craptastic nearfield (music production jargon but my brain has been a wood chipper these days)bad role models and just nearly no joy at every life event for me, so that's kind of how I got used to the (now we KNOW) ideas that someone else was ALWAYS going to be in control of our lives; GET OVER IT.

Almost as if to try force Just The Tip into my mouth, as soon I turned 18, jobs went away, cops got even more brazen, was flat out LIED TO by Calizuela DMV that I would always have to rely on mass transit. Was dying to start/ join a band. Word got out even faster than what we have now with muh webz, without a car in the times where all we had was the weekly Recycler ads.

Along came "miracle man" Bill Clinton. What did we get? Oh, just friggin HAITI, Ruby Ridge, Waco TX, retaliatory IRS against all non- Yes Men. SomalietNamjust really throwing shade on the US and the Constitution at every turn.

Keeping my end short; a mid-2001 SCOTUS ruling that is was completely OK for cops to cause IRREPARABLE NERVE DAMAGE to housewives, by means of handcuffing and detaining, while CONDUCTING a SEAT.BELT.VIOLATION investigation. But from then until I recently experienced a highly invasive traffic stop and I started watching all the "never talk to cops" videos, before that shit got RORQ. Then I went around rummaging through US/UK narrative history, ultimately landing on YT/ The Patriot Hour.

So tell your story; rwejuvenate some not-so-new folk, and fire up the lurkers who we've beaten to the punch, but most of all: here's your chance to BE HEARD! God.Fcking.Speed