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The president isn't addressing us, so we're heading to the capital where our issues lie. Spread the word. Should we go out there? No, we might get arrested. Are we risking arrest? Yes, but we don't want to get shot. Should we all be arrested?

I work long hours for low pay, wasting my life away. The rich have all the control and want to know everything about us. Politicians don't care about the struggling people on the streets. They tax us unfairly while the banks thrive. It's time for a change.

Things are bad, everyone knows it. It's like a depression, chaos everywhere. People are fed up with the news showing nonsense. We're not going out anymore. But I'm not letting you off the hook. I want you to get angry, to stand up, go to the window, and shout that you've had enough.

Somebody has to stand up to the bullshit going on in this country and in this city.

The people united cannot be divided. When they try to divide us, we can't be divided. What we're seeing now is what happens when they try.

Who can take your money with a twinkle in their eye? The government. They tax everything, fund healthcare and climate initiatives, and even ignore the Constitution. Who can give bailouts and raise their own salaries despite failure? The government. They mix things up, making everything taste good, even if it means the founding fathers would be rolling in their graves. I’ll sing it anyway, even if you hate me, because the government can do all of these things.

Everybody knows the dice are loaded and people rose with their fingers crossed. Everybody knows the war is over and the good guy's lost. Everybody knows the fight was fixed. The poor stay poor and the rage get rage. That's how we go. Everybody knows.

Silence won't save us; solidarity will. We are not afraid of America facing challenges; this is our moment to ignite change. We aim to unite everyone dissatisfied with Wall Street and establish a new communist party as a tool for the working class to challenge monopoly capitalism. Join our marches and stand with us. We refuse to remain passive and hope for better times in the next four years. Instead, we will confront every challenge and strive to make the U.S. ungovernable.

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded and fixed. The poor save food, while the rich get rich. Everybody knows that's how we go.

We are soldiers in a war, unsure of our purpose. A raise is tempting, but I won't succumb to the devil's offer. It's time for a change in what we're fighting for.

They want to take my freedom, but I won't let them take yours. They aim to silence me, but I won't let them silence you. I will stand firm to protect our nation. On November 5, 2024, justice will prevail. Together, we will reclaim our country and restore its greatness. Thank you all, and God bless.

When will you resist? How far will things go before you say no? Liberty means drawing a line and standing your ground, even if no one else does.

We, the people, united, voted against the threat to democracy. We march for progress, build a better future, and strive for a more perfect union. Progress is achievable. Keep marching.

What will it take for everyone to unite and say no? We need to stand together and reject the manipulation. We see through the deceit and recognize the treachery at play. If we collectively refuse to accept this, it will be the end of their schemes because they are cowards.

"Some few of you may be living an existence of dissatisfaction, maybe even a sense of emptiness, a sense of longing, a yearning that doesn't seem to be filled." "This sense of longing, this sense of yearning, this sense of not being satisfied is really your loss of freedom." "And you have none in this government, a government of the American people which started out with the people being free and the government being our servants." "It has become the government is free and secret and veiled in darkness." "And it's the people that are the servants." "You must see the truth of this, your yearning, your longings, your sense of dissatisfaction that cannot be filled with stuff, with cars, with money." "No matter how much you have, that sense of dissatisfaction remains." "Wake up a bit more and do something about it." "Raise your voice."

We are soldiers in a war, unsure of our purpose. A raise is tempting, but I won't succumb to the devil's offer. It's time for a change. We need to know what we're fighting for.

The roof is on fire. We don't need no water, let it burn. Speaker 1 does not own the rights to this. The roof is on fire. Happy New Year, everybody. You can't beat them, burn them out.

Our enemies are crazy and can't control me. They can't shake me or control you. We must stand together and charge full speed ahead.

Are you ready to make your voices heard? Do we believe in freedom and opportunity?

You took their bread, took their land, took their dignity. You thought the game was over and the law was might makes free, but the ledger is not balanced by the weight of your gold. The crier is a story told in the courts of the light where the ancient one sits. Your empire is a vapor; your throne is in bits. The poor will walk the pastures that the wicked stole with lies, and their tears will be the water for a garden in the skies. The voice said, “Write it down,” so the promise be complete: the poor inherit the earth. The poor inherit the earth, rise, inherit the earth. The poor will eat the poor. The ones who had no advocate now have thrones on earth. The ones who wept in silence have dried their final tear. No more will the oppressor feast while the righteous beg for crumbs. The judgment is a hammer; the judgment is a drum. The poor will be the princes of a kingdom made of light. Their rags will turn to robes; their darkness will turn to bright. Don’t think the scales are broken; don’t think the dead is lost. The poor inherit everything; the rich have paid the cost. The voice that said, “Write it down,” will let the ages understand: the poor inherit the earth, the poor inherit land. The poor. Judgment is a drum. The poor will be the princes of a kingdom made of night. Their rags will turn to robes; their darkness turn to bright. Don’t think the scales are broken; don’t think the debt is lost. The poor inherit everything. The rich have paid the cost. The voice that write it down. Let the ages understand. The poor inherit the earth. The poor inherit land. The poor inherit.

I'm not proud to be American where I know I'm not free. I won't forget those who took my rights, but I'll fight for us in every way. I believe we can defend Roe v. Wade.

We need to start a fire, be the kindling, and get the rest of our brothers involved. We must stand up, show no fear, and gather together. It's good to see you, checking your voice. You've earned your colors. Are you worried? Don't be afraid, be brave. We're coming for you with the pinch force. Some believe it was staged, but it's the same language of free speech. We've seen the power of patriots. Your country is deteriorating, with London now being 40% white.

We need to go to the Capitol. It’s where our problems are. Let’s spread the word. Are we going to get arrested when we go in? We need to be cautious; we don’t want to get shot. If it comes to it, arrest us all.

You took their bread, you took their land, you took their dignity. You thought the game was over, thought the law was might makes free, but the ledger is not balanced by the weight of your gold. The crier is a story that's told in the courts of the light where the ancient one sits. Your empire is a vapor, your throne is in bits. The poor will walk the pastures that the wicked stole with lies. Their tears will be the water for a garden in the skies. The voice said, “write it down,” let the promise be complete: the poor inherit the earth. The poor will eat the poor. Inherit. Inherit the earth. Rise. The ones who had no advocate now have the thrones on earth. The ones who wept in silence have dried their final tear. No more will the oppressor feast while the righteous beg for crumbs. The judgment is a hammer, the judgment is a drum. The poor will be the princes of a kingdom made of light. Their rags will turn to robes, their darkness turn to bright. Don’t think the scales are broken, don’t think the dead is lost. The poor inherit everything. The rich have paid the cost. The voice that wrote, “write it down,” let the ages understand: the poor inherit the earth, the poor inherit land. The poor. Judgment is a drum. The poor will be the princes of a kingdom made of night. Their rags will turn to robes. Their darkness turn to bright. Don’t think the scales are broken. Don’t think the debt is lost. The poor inherit everything. The rich have paid the cost. The voice that write it down. Let the ages understand. The poor inherit the earth. The poor inherit land. The poor inherit.

We will fight from dawn till dusk. Which side are you on? There are no neutrals. You're either with the union or against it. After all, Elon Musk spent millions to buy Donald Trump's ass and put it in the White House. They're billionaires who try to divide us, but we will fight them en masse. Hook up with your neighbor and stand together. This is the time to stand.