|About the Book|
There is a storm gathering that may well shake this nation from its moorings, unless good people stand to defend her.This book discusses what it means to live under a dystopic government and reveals how technology, police state tactics, false flags,MoreThere is a storm gathering that may well shake this nation from its moorings, unless good people stand to defend her.This book discusses what it means to live under a dystopic government and reveals how technology, police state tactics, false flags, and martial law may be used to destroy America as we know it.A dystopia is the opposite of a utopia. In the interest of creating a utopian society, governments invariably enact laws and social welfare policies disguised as progressive instruments to further the good of the common man. However, the end result is often far removed from what free societies value, and is in fact closer to totalitarianism.I invite you to learn about the rise of our dystopic government and what we can do as citizens to reverse the trend towards social chaos and the loss of our individual rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.From the text:Since the ratification of the U.S. Constitution over 200 years ago, America has made the conscious choice to protect domestic tranquility and defend freedom at home and around the world. Sure, there have been hiccups, and there have been times when our government may not have acted in the best interest of its people, or in a manner that met the stringent conditions set forth in our Constitution and Bill of Rights. But through it all, the American people believed its government was inherently on track and protected their interests and their pursuit of life, liberty, and happiness.As a child I remember feeling proud to call myself an American, and I remain proud of my birthright to this day. I believed I was the luckiest kid in the world, and thanks to the lessons learned from a father who fought in the Korean War, and several uncles who fought in World War Two, I reported to duty in Baghdad, Iraq with the absolute confidence that I was doing the right thing, that America would be victorious, and that my government was making choices that protected my interests, as well as those of my children.But somewhere in the back of my mind the memory of Neil Young singing about the country coming apart at every nail, haunted my thoughts.We have choices to make as a people that will determine whether we continue to bear the torch of freedom, or collapse into the dustbin of history as a nation of slaves, fearful of the master’s late night knock at our door.