Boy, I did not have this on my Golden Years bingo card. But here it is: I am, and I am proud to be, a terrorist. A domestic terrorist, no less.
Yesterday, King Donald the Absurd and his Clown Car from Hell declared that Antifa is a domestic terrorist organization. You can look elsewhere for analysis regarding the difference between an organization and an ideology, the fantastical accusations smeared all over the declaration, and the troubling manipulation involved in this kind of calling names and throwing stones at one more thing you want your ignorant followers to be afraid of.
So opposing fascism in America is now a terrorist activity. Fine. I am opposed to fascism, and at this point the best thing I can do to join the fight against fascism is to write the truth, plus things I believe, in this blog. As I've said before - come at me, bro.
By the way, my father was Antifa too. He and millions of his comrades kicked fascist butt all over Europe in the 1940s. He didn't want to go, but he did, because he thought it was the right thing to do.
Me too.
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