How Could You Not See?
"How Could You Not See?" I speak to you today not with the arrogance of certainty but with the desperate urgency of truth. There is a sickness in the soul of this nation—a quiet, creeping sickness that feeds on ignorance, fear, and indifference. It hides in plain sight, dressed in the banners of patriotism, cloaked in the language of liberty, but its heart beats with the drum of fascism. And I ask you: How could you not see? We have been warned before. We’ve heard the echoes of tyranny in the cries of history. Yet here we stand, staring down the same road, pretending it is new, pretending we are blind. Fascism does not arrive with a grand explosion—it seeps in, slowly. It thrives when ordinary people turn their heads, shrug their shoulders, and say, “It doesn’t affect me.” How could you not see? Do you not see it in the war waged against truth? In the way facts are twisted into weapons, and the airwaves are filled with the blaring voices of hatred, drowning out compa...