by Jon Rappoport, No More Fake News:
BIDEN: “Now that they’ve dragged me across the finish line and propped me up in the Oval, I can focus on my cognitive decline and wonder what the hell they’re having me sign. Row, row, row your boat, life is but a dream…”
ONE: IF I CLAIM TRUMP WON THE ELECTION
The media would have you believe I’m guilty of inciting the overthrow. Of. The. Federal. Government.
And, they’d say, perhaps I helped foment the Capitol break-in on January 6.
And certainly I’m a racist.
It’s a new day in the American republic.
Incitement is a wonderful tool in the hands of moronic predators.
TRUTH LIVES on at https://sgtreport.tv/
Suppose a guy reads an article I write about the stolen election and copies a few sentences from it in a notebook and puts the notebook in his pocket and, packing heat, tries to scale the fence at the White House, and is arrested by the Capitol Police and the FBI and a Pentagon Swat team and agents of the FDA, DIA, USDA, the Office of the Surgeon General, Secret Service officers, a gaggle of civilian contact tracers, and National Guard troops, and they find that notebook in the guy’s pocket?
What are the chances I’d be interrogated? After all, I INCITED his actions, didn’t I? He didn’t have a choice. My words brainwashed him instantly. He turned into a robot.
My words weren’t protected speech under the 1st Amendment, because according to the new regime, I was shouting fire in a crowded theater.
Perhaps after my arrest and extensive interrogation; after spending a few weeks in a jail cell; after wall to wall media stories appear about me, with photos; after the Attorney General tells Chris Wallace I’m a white supremacist/domestic terrorist filled with the kind of hate that must be rooted out from American society, in order to preserve our way of life; after I receive tens of thousands of anonymous death threats; after I’m censored and de-platformed and banks refuse to carry my accounts; after a new domestic terrorism bill is passed which mentions me by name; I’m quietly released from custody on a rainy night at 3AM on a lonely street in DC—and the whole case against me is dropped.
I’m free, in the freest nation in the world.
And so are you.
And in the privacy of our homes, where we are locked down on the basis of a phantom virus, we can celebrate, via interactive Zoom, our rights as citizens.
No harm, no foul.
And if you think I’M suffering from extreme paranoia, suppose YOU, in a moment of frustration, voiced the opinion that the election was stolen, and some person with a cell phone happened to capture those words and posted them on YouTube, and that guy packing heat watched the video and saved it, and after he tried to scale the fence at the White House and was arrested, the authorities picked up his computer and tracked you down and brought you in for questioning.
And I’m sitting here at home watching all the newscasts featuring you, and I’m munching popcorn and copping a small adrenaline burst by wondering whether such a thing could happen to me.
OF COURSE NOT. NONE OF THIS COULD HAPPEN. TO YOU OR ME. IT’S JUST A FANTASY. WE LIVE IN AMERICA.
We have a Constitution. It contains the 1st Amendment. If through some administrative error, you or I were dragged in for questioning, millions of aware of citizens would organize and demand our release immediately. Right?
Mark Zuckerberg and Jack Dorsey would champion our cause on Facebook and Twitter. They would say, NOW THINGS HAVE GONE TOO FAR. You and I would win. We would help explode the bubble of censorship.
