Hot War
This is what they put us through. Do not look away. Your apathy had no small part in causing this.
Dear Enemy… you know who you are,
I have long said a Hot War will not happen. And it will not. Despite your best efforts, our founders set before us a path to retake our nation by word and not by blood. That is exactly what we are currently doing.
But what if it did? It would likely be a global Western Civil War between civilized people and you, the ruling elite, your sicafant acolytes, and the horde of orcs you imported from shit-hole countries. Yes, you would control a great deal of the militaries, but not entirely, for the men of even the softest counties in Europe are growing strong again, their ancient High-T bloodlines that you killed off with your foolish wars are being born again. The dry tinder of long tread upon ancient European haratage is waiting for a spark. If things go wrong, these men will haunt you. As they say, “there is a man in the woods.” These men know the old ways. Though you did your best to end those ways… the North remembers. The man in the woods comes for you because he is already dead, you already killed everything that he held dear, you shipped off his job, you filled the town of his great greandfather with savages, you hid their violence then jailed those who complained, you defended their crime, you ignored the pleading of the widow, you looked away when his childen were terrorised, you betraied the least of these, there is but one thing left for him: you. The millstone cometh.
If a Hot War kicked off, it would be total. We, the good people of the earth, would slaughter you, our enemy; we would be wild in ways you’ve never dreamed. We would be butchers. The savagery you think you learned about in your history book would come to your gated neighborhood, your door, in your livingroom. We would come for everyone everywhere. You think you're safe, you’re not. Long have the wars been for the dying of names no one knows. Not this time. This time we come for you, some of you will be shot without a word, or your face bashed in with a boot or the but of a rifle. For some, it will be personal; they will break your teeth, gouge out your eyes, tear you apart with their bare hands. For others, you will be dispatched without ceremony, begging, pleading, for the rules you wrote for war will not be fooled by these men, rules you never used to protect the people, but yourselves.
Is war not between combatants? Are the generals and politicians not fair game? Of course they are. They always have been. And with the clean lines of battle erased from the 5th generation and 6th generation warfare, you have never been more accessible. The lines are no longer nation to nation but soul to soul; you don’t even know who to trust. Many who you think have your back are waiting to put a knife in it. And they have waited for so long. But you already know this, you lie awake at night with these fears, you know the people hate you, you know men of wrath are waiting, and that is why you won’t go to war against mankind.
Aside for the average reader:
If this all too much for you, the reader, you solidify yourself and coward who allowed us to get to this point. You are the manifest weakness that betrays its kin. What do you think your fiat money has been paying for? What do you think the million men in Ukraine have gone through? Your inability to center yourself on the horror of it all is the reason we are even in this place.
But to the ruling class and all those dancing from their strings, alas, you won't, you won't start a Hot War, you're too yellow, and we are too mighty. Instead, the slow managed decline you meant for us comes for you. The slow boil of lawfare is coming to your doorstep, and imprisonment is coming for your loved ones. We will win this war by word and not blood, by ballot and not bullet. The long arm of the law is coming.
