Latin. Or German. Or, Even, English.

Twenty-four-seven darkness is here.

Even with the sun bright through the greenhouse gases.

The control of every aspect of your life by a handful of giant monopolies is a fait accompli. 

Add to that the four-trillion dollar wealth transfer just passed by the odious amerikan government, where my money goes to the megarich so the megarich get megaricher, sending the debt through the stratosphere, a prelude to canceling every government service that ever "democratically" existed, from social security, to road repair, to health care, to the monitoring of food and the regulation of pollutants.

Once the debt accumulates enough, our taxes will pay for nothing but debt service, and the people with the real money won't pay tax at all.

This is happening large and small and everywhere. From our government. To everything you need, like internet, cable, air travel, phone service, food. They're all owned by malefactors of great wealth. 

You have to accept the terms and conditions.

Those terms and conditions can be summarized in two words: you're fucked.

If I had my way with you and the world, I would urge you to learn one sentence in Latin, that I learned from Joachim Fest. 

Fest was a boy during the previous nazi regime. His father was a resister and taught him to resist. His father taught him this trifle of Latin.

Etiam si omnes, ego non.

Even if all others, not I.

Fest translated that sentiment into German and shortened it.

Nicht icht.

Not I.

I'll translate it to amerikan and shorten it even more.

No.

No TV.
No corporatist crap.
No news at face-value.
No just getting along.
No acceptance.

Question everything.
No Press-releases are your enemy.
Spokespeople are liars.

Resistance, of course, is nearly futile.
You can't live without their internet.
Their airplanes.
Their phones.

But we can bark.
We can speak.
We can say 'that's a lie.'

More, 
We can say
Etiam
si
omnes,
ego
non.

Even if all others, not I.