content: Just stumbled upon v/Museum and to put it lightly, it has made me so sad. glimpses into a past without technocracy, where people still owned things of their own--not by way of the bank, where you didn't have to worry about if your government was trying to kill you. if you led a simple life and minded your own business, you could be relatively assured that no one would bother you, and if they did you could be relatively sure you could defend yourself without going to jail--even if the person that bothered you was from the government. glimpses into a time where you woke up and walked out your door into your job, not one where you labored for the fruits of another.  a time where you could raise a family and could ensure no one corrupted the mind of your children because you were the one instructing them. a time where you could hold whichever opinions you like and the whole world wouldn't know about them and you and what an awful person you were for wanting to have your country for your fucking self and not some fucking kikes or faggots who want to exploit and rape your children and make your wife have sex with a nog and sell your daughters into fucking prostitution and your sons into debt slavery and it's all okay because female empowerment and all that shit. and you cant even trust the food you eat even if you're the one that grows it. and you cant trust the schools you pay for. and you cant trust the cops you pay for treat you fairly, or the firemen you pay to be skilled at their jobs, or the governors and mayors you elect and pay to not sell you out to kikes or whatever corporation wants to poison your town next. is this what being black-pilled feels like? it's not the fact that all of it's happening right now, it's the fact that ANY of it is. the combination of everything doesn't make me that much more angry, it's rather an on or off switch. and now the fucking feds are going to peoples' houses to talk to them about shit they post online? thanks trump. great job taking the reins from the kikes.