THERE IS NO OFF RAMP

There is no off ramp, no way to avoid fighting the battle for democracy against its greatest threat ever.

The Fourteenth Amendment’s Article 3 will not save us by removing Donald Trump from the ballot as an insurrectionist.

The laws against sedition, electoral fraud, or national security will not place Donald Trump in prison before November.

It is obvious that the traitors of the Supreme Court will do everything they can to insure that Donald Trump will not face justice in a federal courtroom before November.

While it is possible that the fatal hamberder might become the cause of his massive fatal myocardial infarction, it is not probable, and the issue cannot be left to chance in any event.

There is only one author of our survival as the oldest constitutional democratic republic since Rome.

Us.

Me. You. Him. Her. Your mother. Your father. Your brother. Your sister. Your cousin.

Your mate. Your in-laws. Your friends in the book club.

Us.

The American voters.

The pro-democratic tool that prevented him gaining a majority in 2016 and 2020, that denied him a majority in the Electoral College in 2020.

Us.

Whatever your life has been like, you have benefited from living in the world’s oldest democratic constitutional republic.

If it isn’t a good thing, how come all those people from everywhere else keep trying to come here?

It is a good thing.

It’s worth fighting to keep.

As much as you think you have done to support democracy in this, the most important terrible year of our lives, do more.

You don’t want to wake up on November 6 and think to yourself, “Damn! If only I’d done...”

We have to leave it all on the field.

Because we are the only democratic force that can hold Donald Trump responsible for all his crimes, for his assault on the country of his birth, for his attempt to overthrow the American Republic.

We’re it.

The first line and the last line of defense.

The only way all these criminals will be held responsible for their crimes is for Donald Trump to lose the election in November.

The only way we will see justice is when we create the conditions for justice to prevail.

With apologies to Old Bill:

This day is called Election Day:

He and she that outlives this day, and comes safe home,

Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,

And rouse then at the name of Freedom.

He and she who shall live this day, and see old age,

Will yearly on the vigil feast their neighbours,

And say ‘To-morrow is Election Day:’

Then will they strip their sleeves and show their scars.

And say ‘These wounds I had on Election Day.’

Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,

But we’ll remember with advantages

What feats we did that day:

And Election Day shall ne’er go by,

From this day to the ending of the world,

But we in it shall be remember’d;

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers and sisters;

For he tand she o-day that sheds their blood with me

Shall be my comrade; be they ne’er so vile,

This day shall gentle his condition:

And gentlemen in America now a-bed

Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,

And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks

That fought with us upon Election Day.

Remember, that Band of Brothers won, that cold rainy day in the mud when the odds were against them.

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