Ever since I was a kid my dreams have been crazy as hell. Last night, I had a dream where I was dropping my kid off at school, but there were people on both sides of the road standing waiting for a wedding. I see the couple and nope right out. Turning around a curb, suddenly I was in a fucking baseball stadium and rows of seats cut me off. I had to get home so I got out of my car? I'm walking down the stairs when I hear "oh, there it is!" I look up where the person was pointing to the sky. I see some rocket like thing, and assumed it was fireworks. It stopped, I hear three dreaded bomb falling noise, and then it slams into a seat a few rows down from the wedding. I hit the deck because I don't want to die. But instead of exploding it sprays enough glitter throughout the stadium I ended up with a mouth full. Then I get out of there, call my mom, explained what happened, head to their house which is now a bunker in new York City and they refuse to believe what I went through. Then I woke up.
The declaration really can't be highlighted like that. It undermines the gravity of the letter, but I understand people don't like to read.
Essentially, they say that people are willing to endure suffering for the sake of not having to change their lives. But Then it follows that with
When all people can no longer ignore that the government is forcing everything to have an absolute ruler, the people will come to the conclusion that the government must end by force.
While a lot of people agree with this, it's not enough. When I go to work, everyone is still going about their day like nothing has really changed. Too many people still have shelter, food, and medicine. That's about to change now. And when people experience that, that is the time they will overthrow.
The reason they want revolutionary violence to occur earlier than later is because they still have the opportunity to turn the most brain washed against the rest of us.