Liberty Jubilee

Some folks watched The Dear Leader’s parade yesterday.

Flags waved. Troops marched in lockstep.

The working tools of the Gods of War were on full display, in all their vain glory and that of a weak man, overcompensating for stones left lacking, much too soft for stacking.

Some folks watched with puffed patriotic pride.

My mileage varied greatly…

I saw a reflection of the former Soviet Union.

Red Scare Red Square on Parade.

Projecting state power and selfish pride like Supreme Leader Kim Jong Un, birds of a feather better working separately than together.

I have the eyes to see that behavior such as this is the hallmark of authoritarian regimes around the world.

Winter soldiers are always ready to go it alone.

Nights are forever without you, patriot, sun-tanned, shining bright.

The Golden Thread of Liberty would have long since been sliced were it not for the lonesome last one walking.

Prices keeps getting paid, never counting the costs of coercion, conformity, and cowardice.

We are not the same.

You watch me walk alone.

We are not the same…