Posted originally on The Conservative tree House on October 26, 2020 by sundance
“Rally to the standard” is a call to arms when a situation is critical. There is no time for lengthy debate; optimal solutions are needed, and each person/family independently recognizes what needs to be done without further discussion. Yes, Americans are rallying to the standard.
The optimistic MAGA community is fully engaged and activated coast to coast. All across America the patriotic movement behind President Donald Trump is rallying to the “best is yet to come” standard. As such, while cutting through the media chaff & countermeasures from the narrative engineers, independent journalist John Spiropoulos provides this ground report from Tucson, Arizona:
“My wife and I traveled 7 hours from Southern California top the rally in Tucson. She wanted to see the president. I wanted to interview his supporters, some of whom got in line at 6am for a speech that didn’t start until 10 hours later. Why did they go to the rally? What issues are important to them? I interviewed 30 people from all walks of life. This is the first in a series of reports. Thanks for watching.” ~ John Spiropoulos
Every second we live our life with thankfulness for the abundance within it; every moment that we CHOOSE to engage with fellowship; every day that we accept guidance from God – however you define him to be; and every moment we cherish this time to be a beacon of optimism; is a moment we defeat the leftist barrage and hold the flag in place. It is a genuinely patriotic position not to succumb to the attack narratives.
All around us, in every tribe and region, there are people who need you to show them the strength that you have. Strength of spirit. Strength of fellowship that you will not relent from expressing. No matter what noise is shouting from the MSM loudspeakers we must withstand it; we must make eye contact and remain joyful. We cannot allow despair to be the status quo.
Our nation needs more people like you, right now. Don’t wait… engage life, get optimistic however you need to do it. Then let that part of you shine right now… This is how we fight. This is how we win. Hold up that flag; give the starter smile… rally to the standard you create and spread fellowship.
Outnumber the opposition whenever they surface; and use the sheer scale of our assembly to send a resounding message, even when they despise us upon reception of it.
Foolishness and betrayal of our nation have served to reveal dangers within our present condition. Misplaced corrective action, regardless of intent, is neither safe nor wise. We know exactly who Donald Trump is, and we also know what he is not.
He is exactly what we need at this moment.
He is a necessary, defiant and glorious fighter.
He is our weapon.
We have the best message.
We have the best candidate.
Yesterday, October 25th, was St. Crispin’s day:
If we are mark’d to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian.’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.’
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
The awakened American middle-class insurgency, led by Donald Trump, is an existential threat to the professional political class and every entity who lives in/around the professional political class. Their entire political apparatus is threatened by our insurgency. The political industry, all of corrupt governance, is threatened by our support through Donald Trump.
You know why the entire apparatus is united against President Trump. You know why the corrupt Wall Street financial apparatus is united against President Trump. You know why every institutional department, every lobbyist, every K-Street dweller, every career legislative member, staffer, and the various downstream economic benefactors, including the corporate media, all of it – all the above, are united against Donald Trump.
Donald Trump is an existential threat to the existence of a corrupt DC system we have exposed to his disinfecting sunlight. Donald Trump is the existential threat to every entity who benefits from that corrupt and vile system.
Throw aside the sense of discomfort and bear witness to the evil we oppose. Do not turn your eyes from the hatred and schemes focused in our direction. Stand firm amid the solace of our number and resolve to the task at hand.
Those who oppose our efforts are little more than parasites quivering as they stare into the very visible Cold Anger furnace of righteousness.
Who fuels that furnace?