posted on Feb, 16 2020 @ 08:02 AM
I woke up at 4 am to catch an early flight from Fort Lauderdale to Houston, running into the cruise ship passengers who’ve been dropped off at the
All 10,000 of them.
It’s 6:00 am. We can’t move at the airport. Cruising—one of America’s favorite pastimes.
My flight is delayed two hours, which is a good thing, given that it takes hours to move through security and I would have missed my flight. We’re
forced to walk through a checkpoint three at a time with police dogs who are sniffing us for drugs or explosives. We walk through the X-ray machine
for our morning dose of radiation. TSA is yelling at everyone. It’s too early for stress.
I spend $16 on the worst eggs ever made in a first world country.
No one speaks English around me. I punish myself for being unkind, but sometimes I don’t even know where I am.
I’m a tour director and travel all over the world and every time I come home, I resent America even more. The corrupt politicians. The unawake
masses. The lowering of IQ’s. The crappy food. Hollywood and their terrible movies. A country so changed and degraded I don’t recognize it
A morning at an airport is to me the best way to see our country. It’s like a tour of the heart of the US. It’s ground zero for forced control.
For the consequences of the Patriot Act. It’s where Americans are hassled the most, where there’s a real battle line drawn between freedom and
totalitarianism. This is the training ground.
I’ve been awake since 1997. That’s a long time to watch ones country go down the proverbial drain. I dream of finding a cozy spot in the world
where I can live in peace, but they really don’t exist anymore.
Man, I’m tired. That’s the Patriot’s battle cry and his state of mind. Once upon a time I was just moving through my life, and now I’m
fighting for our country. Thankless work. The saddest work.
The blank faces of people waiting for our late plane.
The division, the uncertainty, the ignorance, the brainwashed masses. Too tired to care.
They’ve escaped the lunacy of our country for seven days on a big cruise ship, but they’re back at the airport now, and we’re all forced to
remember how far we’ve fallen here.