Let me tell you something, straight up: When the government sends in the troops; not to defend the nation but to silence its own people, we’re not just flirting with fascism. We’re buying it dinner, sending flowers, and inviting it to move in. And that, my

This isn’t law and order. This is state-sponsored trauma.

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I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again louder for the cult in the back: protest is not only legal in America, it’s sacred. It’s as American as baseball, bad coffee, and political corruption. From the Boston Tea Party to Black Lives Matter, protest has always been the pressure valve of a democracy under strain. But here comes President Trump, stomping through the Constitution in steel-toe boots, declaring protest to be the enemy of the state.

And what set him off this time? Peaceful protestors in Los Angeles and New York City who dared to speak up against the inhumane deportations and raids carried out by ICE. I watched as mothers cried in the streets, students linked arms in front of buses, and clergy begged officers to remember their own humanity. In return? Tear gas, rubber bullets, and arrests. As if shouting “let them stay” is a threat to national security.

But Trump wasn’t satisfied with local cops cracking skulls. No, the moment California’s governor resisted using the National Guard to enforce his immigration crackdowns, Trump pulled a move straight out of the despot’s playbook: he federalized California’s Guard. Just like that. With a stroke of a pen and the smirk of a man who believes democracy is a punchline, he stripped a sovereign state of its control and has called up an army of 2,000 soldiers to “restore order.”

Restore order from what? From people holding signs and chanting slogans?

This isn’t “tough on crime.” This is political theater, starring soldiers in camo and directed by a man who knows deep down that his grasp on power relies on suppressing yours.

Let me remind you of something you won’t hear on Trump TV; formerly known as Fox News: We’ve seen this movie before. Selma. Kent State. Standing Rock. Every time America sends its armed forces to shut down dissent, we don’t look like a beacon of freedom; we look like the regimes we claim to oppose. And every time, we leave a stain on our history that we’re forced to explain to our children decades later.

This week’s images out of L.A.; batons raised against protestors, tear gas grenades deployed, helicopters hovering over a Home Depot, Ice officers in full on riot gear, it felt less like a free country and more like an occupied zone. I spoke to an organizer on the ground who described the fear as palpable. The woman told me she is so nervous because she doesn’t know if her undocumented husband will be taken in the night or if her teenage son will come home in one piece. This isn’t what democracy looks like. This is what autocracy feels like.

And to the keyboard warriors who scream, “If you don’t like it, leave,” I have news for you: You’re the problem. The right to dissent is not conditional on your approval. We don’t protest because we hate America. We protest because we love it enough to demand better.

That’s what Trump doesn’t understand; and frankly, never has. To him, protest is disloyalty. Questioning his authority is treason. He talks about the Constitution like it’s a nuisance. A speed bump on his path to power. But the First Amendment isn’t optional. It’s the bedrock. And if we let him erode that, what’s next? Banning books? Jailing journalists? Oh wait; he’s already tried.

So if you’re reading this and wondering what you can do, the answer is simple: Show up. Speak out. Refuse to be cowed. This isn’t just about immigrants, or ICE, NYC or California. This is about whether we’re going to let a wannabe dictator turn the greatest protest experiment in history; America, into a cautionary tale.

We are standing on a knife’s edge. And the decision we make now; whether to kneel in fear or rise in resistance, will define us for generations. The National Guard will soon have boots on the ground, but we have the truth on our side. And truth, my friends, doesn't back down when the tanks roll in. It gets louder. It marches harder. It dares to say: Not this time. Not again.

Not on our watch.

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