Its only tool, now, is the naked power of the state, captured by billionaires who despise democracy, hate people of color, and dream of a society where justice and equality are treated as the toxic viruses to be eradicated. It is a power so consumed by its own hunger for dominance that it can no longer even pretend to hide its true face. Beneath the glittering promises of prosperity and the smoke screens of false patriotism, this system is pure in its drive: the preservation of an empire built on the suffering of the many, for the benefit of the few.
What remains is the scaffolding of a racialized fascism, sharpened to a brutal edge. A captive state, shackled to white supremacy and Christian nationalism, its chains wrapped tightly around the throat of the public commons. This is not just a war on democracy—this is an all-out siege on the institutions that might dare to cultivate critical thought, on the systems that once held power accountable, on the very possibility of imagining a future in which equity and justice are real. This is not mere authoritarian drift; this is a full-scale offensive. A war without mercy. A battle for the soul of a nation.
Resistance cannot afford to be fragmentary, hesitant, or seduced by the illusion of reform. It cannot mistake small, calculated compromises for lasting change or the illusion of progress for real liberation. What we face is not a system in crisis, but one meticulously engineered for destruction—a machine of cruelty and greed, crafted to serve only itself, powered by corruption, and led by a death-dealing ideology. It is a beast with blood in its mouth, with decay in its bones, and with death as its final decree.
To fight this, we must first name it, unmask it, and, in doing so, strip it of the power it so eagerly wields. This is not a time for half-measures or shallow strategies. We must rise against it with the full force of collective defiance—together, unrelenting, unyielding. We must stand in the streets and in the halls of power. Our actions must not be small or meek, but instead loud, insistent, and bold. Nonviolent uprisings, strikes that choke the flow of profit, blockades that rupture the pathways of oppression—these are the tools with which we can turn the tide. Our voices must be relentless. Our bodies must be unmovable. Our presence must serve as a constant reminder that democracy is not theirs to dismantle—it is ours to reclaim.