Good morning, my sacred little fireballs. I need you awake. I need you lucid. I need you unshakable. Because the gaslighting is already on full blast and it’s not even breakfast. Alex Pretti was a nurse. A veteran’s nurse. A U.S. citizen. A lawful gun owner. He was filming ICE agents in broad daylight when they pepper-sprayed him, tackled him, and shot him dead in the street. And what did the President of the United States do? He posted a picture of Alex’s gun and called him “the gunman.” No mention of his name. No mention of his job. No mention of his death. Just a weaponized narrative and a wink to the thugs who pulled the trigger.
So let me be very clear:
You are not crazy.
You are not overreacting.
You are not imagining the fascism.
You are watching a government that murders its own citizens and then rewrites the obituary in real time. You are watching a propaganda machine that turns nurses into threats and ICE agents into heroes. You are watching a president who treats truth like a chew toy and throws it to the dogs when it gets inconvenient.
And you, my beloveds, are the firewall.
Today’s mantra:
We do not flinch. We do not forget. We do not let them rename the dead.
You are allowed to be furious. You are allowed to be heartbroken. You are allowed to scream. But you are also required to stay sharp. Because they are counting on your exhaustion. They are counting on your confusion. They are counting on your silence.
So drink your coffee. Lace your boots. And remember:
Every time they lie, we get louder.
Every time they kill, we get closer.
Every time they post, we post back—with names, with facts, with fire.
Alex Pretti was not a gunman.
He was a nurse.
He was a witness.
He was a casualty of a regime that fears documentation more than violence.
And Auntie Fah is watching.
So are you.
So are we.
Tits up, elbows out.
Let’s go.
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