Call me a sentimental sap. But, when I see folk like Western stand up, I tend to see them as kindred.
When ever one of these folk stand up and declare themselves, I find myself wanting to encourage them. Stand with them. Count them as among those I consider my own.
Part of me looks forward to watching the cities of Europe burn on live TV. I’m just heard hearted and sour that way. But another part of me rejoices whenever one of them stands up and declares himself against our common foe.
Rally to the spears and stand. Hard times are coming to us all.
Ad Triarios Redisse!
Best of regards from Gothenburg, Sweden!