Call me old-fashioned, but I happen to believe that family still means something. No matter what, we stick together, through thick and thin, through good times and bad. In this family, we have each other’s backs, always.
Unless you doubt the existence of a Satanic coven of globalist pedophiles as revealed by the enigmatic virtual persona known as Q. Then you’re dead to me.
Family is the one place where you always belong. No matter where life takes you, you can always return to the loving embrace of your family, as long as you understand that Debbie Wasserman Schultz achieved her position by procuring boy prostitutes for the Rothschild family.
That’s just how I was raised, I guess. Granny and Grampa always made all their kids and grandkids feel welcome, every last one of us. Unfortunately, that was before /r/greatawakening came along to flush out the blue-pilled shills.
Because if you can’t trust your own flesh and blood, and a shadowy online cell of anonymous self-appointed “investigators,” who can you trust?
After all, we’re all in this together, except for the daughter who hasn’t spoken to me in three years and all of the nieces and nephews who have blocked me online.
To me, family is still a sacred bond that can never be broken, right up to the point where you express the slightest skepticism that Donald Trump’s firing of Jeff Sessions was a “false flag” headfake to clear the way for “Operation Mockingbird” to finally put Justin Trudeau and George Soros into prison camps.
And if that means I die unmourned, my sole legacy one of confusion and heartbreak for the only people on Earth who really cared about me, well, doesn’t that just prove how deep this thing goes?