Why Bother Speaking the Truth
Because it matters.
This story is a little bit lofty and a little bit personal.
I had a serious conversation with myself and I asked myself again why I am doing this. And the answer is, it’s for my truth and for my ancestors. It’s also for the people around me and for the future generations. What’s happening around us—the lies, the propaganda, and the censorship—is built on years and centuries of deceit, and it so happens that the tricks of today have a great similarity to the tricks of the past that I know a thing or two about. I also really don’t like normalizing heart attacks in children and blaming the atrocity on climate change (and this has already started).
Subjectively and emotionally, it took me well into adulthood to learn about what my family had to go through due to, in human terms, the grand lies of ambitious opportunists who whipped together the “revolution” of 1917 and subsequent abuses. (No, this is not a rant about “communism,” and I am not sayin…
