I am a refugee, but in my own country, one of the most
totalitarian states in the United States: the People’s Republic of California,
or Mexifornia, Kommie-fornia, Crap-i-fornia (comment below with your own
nicknames!).
For the members of my family, California has this name: “Not
my home anymore.”
The Los Angeles Pravda (or “Times” to those who consider
that left-leaning rag worth reading) wrote a timely article about Trump
supporters living behind “The Blue Curtain”. Like the ante-bellum Southern
free-soilers during the American Civil War, every day I recognize that I live
in hostile territory. Intent on setting more people free, those who claim to be
my representatives have sinister designs to break away from the rest of the
United States.
Southern states passed numerous laws suppressing freedom of
speech, just as Washington DC lawmakers had passed a gag order against
discussing slavery. The state legislature wants to criminalize sharing “false”
information on the Internet. A candidate for Congress actually submitted a bill
that would require teachers to inform students about how to identify fake news.
Hint: just above every newspaper still in print.
And that’s, of course, if there will still be any worthwhile
teachers left in California’s corrupt, incompetent government, union-dominated schools.
The teacher shortage in California is unprecedented. College is way to expense,
the debt of another year of higher educating on top of a four-year degree is
paralyzing. And the pay sucks for all that teachers have to tolerate. Oh, and now the same school districts are
actually cutting staff! Montebello,
California was already forcing history and government teachers to educate
students from textbooks which listed Barack Obama as a US Senator. Now they are
cutting teachers because of a lack of funding, and this after floating a
multi-million dollar bond.
Roads are falling apart, the freeways are crammed. It takes
an hour just to drive out of Down Los Angeles or San Francisco on account of
the jams turning highways into slowing-moving parking lots. California is going
broke, and fast. Even Banana Republic Governor Brown has pled for fiscal
restraint. Incredible but true. How is it possible for the eighth-largest
economy in the world to be going bust so fast? Cigarette taxes jumped two
dollars. Over the weekend, and the nanny state I live in just raised the smoking
age to 21. The law forbids people under 21 from purchasing cigarettes (they can
still smoke them.
The rule of law has become the rule of men. The city I live
in, Torrance, still advertises itself as “The Balanced City” in a state of
constant, embraced imbalanced. The political class is too busy bringing in more
voters (illegal aliens, public sector union hacks, and welfare queens), and
they cost lots of money. At the end of the day, the ruling Democratic class
governs for its own benefit, at the expense of everyone else. Voter fraud is
rampant and growing. Entire cities, especially in Los Angeles County, have
turned into third-world hellholes, resembling the dilapidated corners of
Tijuana.
This is insanity. And a Congresswoman in that region, Norma
Torres of Ontario, also entered this country illegally, now lives in Washington
pandering for illegals while shutting down dissent. And our newest chief law
enforcement officer is a lawless shill dedicated to the proposition that
President Donald Trump is evil, and that California lawmakers and law
enforcement officers do not have to comply with federal law, specifically on
immigration.
Nope. Finally, US Attorney
General Jeff Sessions has thrown the hammer down. California sanctuary cities
have gotten the warning: comply with our laws and cooperate with immigration
law enforcement, or lose federal funding. A friend of mine in Pasadena wants
the TSA staffers gone, along with every other federal outfit curtailed until
California gets with the program, or goes bust.
California has not titled into Full North Korea yet.
Trump supporters around the state (remember, there were 4.5
million of us on Election Day) have gone Howard Beale over this mess. Instead
of just shouting out of our windows, we are hitting the streets: We’re as mad
as hell, and we’re not going to take it anymore!
And the national media is paying attention. In case you
missed it, Trump supporters shut down a campaign stop/town hall hosted by
newly-appointed, lawless Attorney General Xavier Becerra. It was awesome. The
outrage from the audience could not be contained. One Assemblywoman actually
admitted to the audience that she had entered the country as an illegal alien.
Now she represents Northwestern Los Angeles County?
Perhaps General Mattis will march from San Bernardino to the
Sea, and engage in total war against every liberal establishment. He should
take a detour through the Central Valley and tie up whatever infrastructure was
laid down for the Bullet Train to Nowhere.
My two teams, Los Angeles for Trump and We the People Rising,
have taken on the challenge. We are the true Rebel Alliance, refusing to sit
back and let our state go to hell in a hand-basket of Democratic,
demon-possessed deplorables.
We pressure city councils insanely driven to the sanctuary
city train, convinced that they can outpace the law. We have stepped up the
fight in deep blue regions like Culver City, as well as rallies in Downtown Los
Angeles, where the opposition didn’t bother to show up.
And now the People’s Republic of Santa Monica. This little beachside
enclave, a lesser-known, tinier version of San Francisco.
Just this past weekend, along the world famous 3rd
Street Promenade, Trump supporters set up two microphones and challenged anyone
to a debate. Some were civil, others were evil (police had to arrest/detain two
miscreants who stole a hat and attacked one of our team), but we stood our
ground. One crazed woman shouted “You have no right to be here.”
But we aren’t going anywhere. This is our state, our home,
our land.
And it’s worth fighting for. While Trump builds a protective
wall along our southern border, we are determined to tear down the Iron Blue
Curtain.
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