This is not a warning.

This is a report from the front.

Authoritarianism is no longer some distant shadow on the edge of democracy. It’s not a hypothetical. It’s not a thinkpiece. It’s not the concern of academics or historians or hand-wringing moderates trying to predict “what could happen.”

It’s here.

Right now. On your screen. In your streets.

And if you’re still asking how do we avoid it?, you’re already behind.

The President of the United States—Donald J. Trump—has federalized troops in California, overriding the objections of the state government. He’s publicly declared that troops will be placed “everywhere.”

Not because we’re under foreign attack.

Not because American lives are in danger.

But because resistance offends him.

Because protests rattle his illusion of control.

Because anything that challenges the Trump cult of power must be crushed—not debated, not answered, not heard—crushed.

And let’s be clear: this has nothing to do with justice or safety.

Trump recently told the country: “You spit, we hit.”

That’s not law and order.

That’s not leadership.

That’s fascism with a catch phrase.

“You spit, we hit” isn’t a policy—it’s a threat. It’s a message to every citizen that power answers criticism with violence. That obedience is survival. That dissent will be punished, not corrected.

And take a look at the calendar:

This Saturday is Trump’s big military parade.

The flags. The tanks. The jets overhead.

And here we are days before that spectacle watching troops deployed against civilians, cities militarized, dissent labeled treason.

This is not a coincidence.

This is the script.

The parade isn’t a celebration—it’s a fucking threat and a promise from a deranged power-hungry man-child who believes our lives are his to do with as he pleases.

And we’ve seen this all before.

Hitler used the Reichstag fire.

Mussolini used strikes and civil unrest.

Both promised their authoritarian grip was temporary. Both sent militarized units to quell any resistance.

Both demonized the opposition as terrorists, saboteurs, unpatriotic “elements.”

Both turned their nations into stage sets of patriotic spectacle and military showmanship.

And both were cheered by cowards and opportunists until the silence was irreversible.

What Trump is building now isn’t a response to crisis.

It is the crisis.

A regime of ego, grievance, and cruelty disguised as security.

A state of performance and pageantry, not governance.

He doesn’t protect citizens.

He protects his image.

He protects his ideology.

He protects the illusion that Donald Trump is untouchable, unquestionable, and eternal.

But he is none of those things.

And we are not powerless.

We must resist.

We do it not with politeness, but with loud voices and a determined but lawful belligerence.

Not with meek silence, but with aggressive truth.

Not by waiting, hoping, wishing—but by refusing.

Refusing to let this become normal.

Refusing to speak softly when the government sends troops into cities that never asked for them.

Refusing to act like it’s just “politics” when the president threatens his own people like an occupying general.

Resistance now is not optional. It is sacred.

And if we still believe in liberty—real liberty, not the brand-name bullshit they print on bumper stickers—then we must speak, shout, organize, create, expose, confront.

Because what stands before us is not conservatism.

It is not strength.

It is not security.

It is tyranny, draped in a flag, barking orders through a gold-plated bullhorn.

And it’s already here.

So stop wondering when the line will be crossed.

It was. Yesterday.

And the day before that.

And again this morning.

The question now isn’t if we resist.

It’s how loud we’re willing to be when they tell us to shut up.

It’s how far we can spit in the face of a dictator’s goons.

It’s how much we cherish our freedoms and each other.

”Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered.”

Thomas Paine