One of the men goes for her phone. The other grabs at her hands. Ozturk screams. Shock and fear ripple through her voice. Two masked women join them, tugging at her backpack, peeling the straps from her shoulders. “I’m going somewhere, I need to call someone,” she pleads. “We’re the police. Relax,” one of the men says in response.
They surround her. Then, one by one, they pull their neck gaiters up to cover their faces. “You don’t look like police,” a voice off screen says. “Why are you hiding your faces?” The questions continue, but the figures don’t respond. Instead, they cuff Ozturk, cross the street, and put her in an unmarked SUV. She is gone.
From 1933 to 1934 in 3 months. Clock is ticking dear american people.
Time has run out. The only option is to do the right thing, which will involve people intervening and dying.
The head of the snake needs to be cut off. That will be incredibly difficult. Vance, Musk, Hegesth, Rubio, all need to be handled.
The White House is the most secure building in this country. That’s not hyperbole. It has anti-air missiles, snipers, and who knows what the fuck else. You hop that fence and everyone in that direction is dead.
It can be done, but the organizing hasn’t grown large enough. There are groups that are loud and obvious. And there are others that keep quiet.
If this were easy it would have been done already.