by Anna von Reitz
The Pigeons and I
The last few days my friends have been showing up in droves saying things like, “Boy, the trolls are really after you now!” and “That Virgo Triad idiot is at it again.” and so on.
You all know how it goes.
You are minding your own business and living your life.
Then something happens and you have to do something about it. For whatever reasons you just have to do something about it because you can’t look at yourself in the mirror if you don’t.
So you do.
And as you stand up for your country and for what is right and what is true, the British and the Papal pigeons both come and poop on you.
Now this is just the way it is. I know that. You all know that. We all know that.
But my words will still be standing here, and what I say and do will still be true, long after those pigeons have flown away and sought some crevice to hide in.
Don’t think that I am swayed or bothered by any amount of lies they can manufacture.