Activist Post
I take a deep breath before I start to write. The thought of what's
happening in this country makes me feel like I'm going to have a panic
attack. I take another breath as my heart rate begins to pick up. I let
all the information I've read and researched and situations I've
experienced in the past years settle in my mind. I take one more deep
breath and I'm ready to face the reality of what is really happening in
our country. I'm ready to confront it, are you?
It all starts back on a date that we are all familiar with, September 11th, 2001 . . . .
I remember in vivid detail when I was in 2nd grade and the Twin Towers
fell. It was one of the first times I've ever seen teachers interrupt a
quiet classroom.
A group of teachers dashed in while we were all over
looking our math problems and they started crying and hugging each
other. I swear it could have started snowing, the September air got so
cold.
Slowly students started to get picked up by loved ones and I watched
from the window as they drove off about 3 hours early from when school
normally ends. I wondered if I would be picked up too.
I've never heard tears hit the floor so loud. Panic filled the room. I
was confused, an innocent mind; I didn't know what was happening and I
tried to think of what could have caused such chaos in a normally
relaxed school. I just couldn't figure it out. Images flashed through my
head like an old projector, as I played a matching game of what
possibly could have caused all of this.
The number of students in the room began to get smaller and smaller as I
watched the clock above the door tick away. There were about 5 students
left in the classroom when I decided to go up to the group of teachers
wiping their makeup from their eyes and calling a new person every other
second; and to this day I'm not sure what exactly would have fought its
way out of my mouth -- but before I had time to speak, another teacher
ran in the room and the group of 6 or so teachers migrated to her with
hugs. I gave up on the idea of asking and decided I would find out for
myself.
I walked out my 2nd grade classroom and down the hall toward the exit of
the school. I figured it would be on TV at home if it was very
important, from past experiences of seeing things on the news. So I
thought I should just go home. To my surprise my older sister stood at
the exit as if she knew my adventurous and impatient mind would lead me
to that exact place. I don't even think the teachers noticed me leave,
or any of the other students in fact, because they were so caught up in
conversation discussing the mystery which sent my whole 2nd grade class
home from school that day.
My sister explained to me that something serious has just happened and
that a lot of people have just died. She explained to me that planes
have flown into the Twin Towers as Terrorists attacked The United States
Of America. She looked at my face, with a confused expression that
seemed to acknowledge that my 2nd grade mind couldn't comprehend the
definition of terrorism. She quickly reworded, "Bad people just killed
innocent people in New York City".
Little did I know that these buildings would play such an impact in my future and life.
I shortly arrived home to see my mom crying and on the phone with my
brother who was stationed in Fort Benning Army Base in Georgia. It made
me sad to hear the pain in her voice as she told me to not turn on any
TV's in the house. While people were being murdered, I was sitting in my
room thinking about what happens next? It never occurred to me that my
brother would be sent away overseas for 8 years in the deserts of the
Middle East. It never occurred to me that he would be put through so
much pain and be in death's cross-hairs every second. It never occurred
to me I would feel like I have lost my brother, even though he was still
alive. It never occurred to me that I wasn't alone and this was
happening to countless other people too.
I remember asking my mom, "Who let this happen?" Feeling as if someone
didn't do their job correctly and should have known something so extreme
was coming our way.
My brother always taught me that America was the best place to live;
that it's the safest and I don't need to ever worry about anything bad
happening to me. Everything that I believed was shattered and I no
longer felt safe. I remember double-checking the doors at night to make
sure they were locked because I was so convinced that men in all black
were going to bust down my door and murder my family. It is fair to say:
I was scared. I hated these people who killed all these innocent people
in MY country and I wanted revenge.
As I got older, I found myself watching documentaries on the Internet like Loose Change and Fahrenheit 9/11.
I was amazed at what I saw. People who studied and gathered such
information on their own time and dedication to get someone to see
something from a certain perspective and viewpoint. I thought that was
beautiful.
I found myself obsessed with 9/11 and I didn't understand why this video
wasn't on every news station and why more people didn't know about it! I
read everything I could find about on the Internet and every video I
could watch. To this day, 10 years later, I am still confused about what
happened that day, but I think that's just because I don't like to
admit the truth to myself. I find it pretty obvious that 9/11 was
allowed to happen -- one way or another -- and I know I am not the only
person who believes that after researching 9/11.
I am a 9/11 truther.
I started finding more interesting links about government, and started
reading things about CIA whistleblowers. One day I heard about The
Patriot Act. My mind was blown; I felt violated even though I had
nothing to hide. It made no sense to me that the people who are supposed
to protect us were taking away our constitutional rights to make sure
we are safe. I tried to share this with all my friends at school, but no
one seemed interested and just looked at me like I was crazy! Keep in
mind I was only 14 or so. I thought to myself, so many people have died
and fought for America to be what it is -- for our freedom. How does
anyone think it is okay to take away our privacy and freedom to protect
us from "terrorism"?
It didn't add up to me. Security cameras have never made me feel any safer.
As I continued my obsession with truth and other people's viewpoints and
thoughts about media, banking, government, and freedom, it all started
to make sense to me. It hit me like a truck -- that as much as I would
love life to be a fair, happy place; it is simply not. That not everyone
in the world is fair, honest and a person you can trust. I had to
remind myself that greed, power-tripping, and selfishness all does
indeed exist. I started to feel like I was cheated -- that the
government was just playing all of its people. They aren't protecting
us; they are brainwashing us and making us believe that things which are
actually small are a really big threat.
Why? So that we live in fear.
In my 17 years of living, I've experienced society and our country go
through quite a serious change -- as well as my viewpoints on America.
From thinking we are the best country in the world and believing that
countries are just jealous of our freedom, to believing that in fact we
are just the complete opposite of that and are creating terrorism by
fighting wars based on lies and for resources to benefit certain
companies and people; and that people behind desks in suits call the
shots but don't know what it's actually like to be shot at.
It's fair to say, I lost faith in humanity for quite some time.
It truly made me depressed that people could be such animals and lie to
everyone about such important vital information. It made me sad to see
people eat it all up like Thanksgiving dinner. I couldn't believe people
were not doing anything about this.
Soon, I started to notice that people actually were doing a lot
about this. Huge protests like the Internet group Anonymous protesting
Scientology, and other protests on "9/11 truth," and the list goes on
and on. I found out what I loved and I was happy to know people were
being the change they wish to see.
The Occupy movement gave me great hope, and lifted my mood. I thought to
myself: "Its about time." I knew I would stand with them.
Agree or disagree with what the Occupy movement is protesting; the
police brutality has really been eye opening, and its important to ask
yourself these questions:
Who are they serving?
Who are they protecting?
Why are they arresting people?
Why are peaceful people being attacked?
Why are they using chemical agents and LRAD devices on American citizens?
I think it is important to research what's going on and question things for yourself. Turn off the TV and seek the truth.
Is America losing its rights? Are we becoming less free?
In the past month, the SOPA/NO IP ACT (PROTECT-IP) is a bill that has
been introduced in the Senate and the House and is moving quickly
through Congress. It gives the government and corporations the ability
to censor the Net, in the name of protecting "creativity". The law would
let the government or corporations censor entire sites-- they just have
to convince a judge that the site is "dedicated to copyright
infringement."
Meanwhile, U.S. Senate passed the National Defense Authorization act in a
93-7 vote. THIS BILL for the first time in American history authorizes
the US military to DETAIN, TORTURE, and even ASSASSINATE American
citizens on U.S. SOIL -- NO RIGHT TO A TRIAL, NO ACCESS TO A LAWYER, and
the government need only ACCUSE you of being anti-government or
connected to TERRORISM for this to apply to you.
Is there a pattern going on here? Does this seem okay to you? Do you
need to start questioning these things? It's weird that the government
is trying to censor the Internet and declare U.S. soil a war-zone
allowing mass arrests of people for expressing opinions, and that that
the government is giving army supplies for free to police departments.
The day our constitutional amendments mean nothing -- which seems more
like reality as the sun sets -- I do not want to hear anyone who didn't
stand up with the Occupy movement or any protest of government power
over its people complain, because by sitting back and not doing anything
about this, you are allowing this to happen.
It angers me when people are more interested in listening to horrible
music than to educate themselves on important things like the SOPA/NO IP
Act and the NDAA that will change our lives completely and for the next
generations to come. Occupy your minds and stop being a slave to
corporate media and entertainment.
I mean in America, you’re supposed to be able to criticize your own government without saying you’re un-American - Ron Paul
Whatever happened to? "I do not agree with a word you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it."
It feels like a militarized war zone, it doesn't feel like New York. -- RT journalist interviewed who got hit by a police baton as she was trying to film the protests.
So let
me ask one final question: Do you need to leave your second-grade
classroom to find out what is really happening? Or are you just going to
wait around until someone picks you up?
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