The quick and easy Canadian sugar rush.
You seem to catch more flies with maple syrup, not two years of swatting.
The Canadian truck convoy didn’t go from zero to global inspiration overnight. It took two years.
Let me tell you what happened during those two years, here in the U.S.
Citizens protested at state capitols, on foot and in vehicles. I distinctly remember a large vehicle convoy at the Minnesota state capitol in 2020. Citizens spoke up at school board, city, and county meetings, with their names, faces, and speeches broadcast over the internet so they could be doxed and mocked online. If they owned a business, people found it and targeted it for bad reviews and boycotts, simply because they spoke up. Doctors lost their jobs or found that state medical boards were weaponized against them. Researchers became pariahs. People were de-platformed. The ability to speak freely online was removed. Some were arrested, dragged down because they didn’t have a piece of cloth on their face. People pressured lawmakers to pass bills and rescind emergency declarations. Customers refused to comply and were kicked out of stores. Strangers became communities as they organized and learned how to streamline their efforts into maximum pressure. Employees refused to comply and left the career they loved. Patients pushed back against a medical industry that treated them as a mindless piece of meat with a number and price tag. People lost jobs, reputations, families, income, and stature, all because they refused to live by a lie.
These were devastating costs to human life. The pressure of two years of this kind of fighting will break you, and cause you to lose hope.
For two years, hundreds of thousands of citizens, parents, churchgoers, students, employees, employers, and community leaders across this nation fought for freedom and truth and they had no one lining the streets cheering them on, no one raising millions of dollars for them, no highlight of their efforts on Tucker Carlson’s show.
They did it alone.
They went to the meeting, stood in front of the glaring commissioners and the hissing Karens, gave their speech, saw the dismissal in response, and went home to no cheering or flags. And they did it again, and again, until more came, and then more, and they finally moved the needle.
Each person that did this contributed a bit of weight on the scale until we finally got to a tipping point where even the Canadians—whose frequently-arrested pastors had long gone before the truckers in the fight—pushed back, too.
For many Americans, particularly those in “red” states, life has been fairly normal for more than a year. If I didn’t go on social media or have some fear monger reminding me, I wouldn’t even remember there was a pandemic. The moment Biden’s attempts at federal control came down the pipe, state AGs and organizations took to court immediately. Most of those mandates are squelched for now, a few are still being fought in court; we’ll see where it all ends up now that mandates are dropping because the “science has changed” in time for midterms.
None of that relatively normal life happened by luck, by lack of action of the people. It happened because of all that went on these past two years. It is difficult to explain to someone in another country that individual U.S. states are a very different experience from each other, and that what’s happening in New York and California are not necessarily happening everywhere else. That difference in governance makes it hard to rally people the same way outside of the individual states.
I’m seeing some supporters of the Canadian convoy (including the official Gettr account of the convoy, it appears) getting in jabs at America. The official account said Americans should get some balls because we weren’t at the border crossings en masse. We’re cowards, we’re lazy, we won’t get off our ass, whatever else, all because we didn’t get a convoy up and running at the same time as the rest of the world.
Perhaps the U.S. convoy that’s in the works and set to go in a few weeks, running from the west coast to D.C. in partnership with pilots and doctors, is too late. Perhaps they were foolish to wait as long as they did, despite using that time to make sure their funds couldn’t be seized as is happening in Canada. Perhaps they’ll miss the momentum and it’ll fizzle out. Perhaps the feds will infiltrate and muck it up as they are prone to.
I don’t know.
But how well the media and tech overlords and dealers of sewage entertainment have trained people, because we respond to the flash and gee whiz excitement as substance, and forget about the two years.
For a week I’ve been seeing this, people chiming in about the blind sheep, bemoaning the lack of a U.S. convoy. It’s as if we can’t count higher than one or two. Thousands of battles don’t register as winning a war. Only one big convoy does.
It’s either Fat Man and Little Boy, or nothing.
You only think Americans are cowardly, for lack of a convoy, if you think pomp and circumstance is all that matters and you haven’t been involved in any of the fight that’s been going on for the past two years.
I know Canadians and people all around the world have been fighting for two years, too, mostly unnoticed. I’m glad all the people who joined the convoy did so. I’m glad for those who cheered them along the route. I’m still cheering them on, particularly in light of Justin Castro’s authoritarian response to them. But I’m very much done with those who go on social media and bitch and moan about how everyone else is a sheep who does nothing when, by their very own ignorant statements, reveal they weren’t where the action was these past two years.
Only the inactive think no action has taken place in this country.
Somehow, they think you go from zero to shutting down Ottawa just like that, without two years of devastating build-up. They are the armchair generals discussing the glory of the war and nobility of the battle only able to do so because they weren’t in it.