The West is the last, greatest hope for humanity; America is the last brave stronghold of the West; and you are all that's left to preserve its legacy. It's on you. You carry the torch, you are the fire of old humanity, flickering against the backdrop of an eternal night. You are the last light before darkness falls. The fate of our species rests on your shoulders. Patriots, this is where the fight ends. There Is no turning back. There isn't any more help coming. We didn't choose this, but fate chose it for us because fate deemed us worthy of the honor. We are the curators of our ancestor's blood, their hopes and dreams, their ideals and epigenetic are the light shining in great darkness. We were born for this moment, to survive these trials. And if we are successful, there will be no limit to what humanity can accomplish.
There are no second place winners in this conflict against Globalism. Remember that the price of mediocrity is eternal regret, and it offers no return. The cost of victory is an eternal struggle against self, nature and mankind- but it's return is your dignity and a love that will last well beyond your life. Never doubt that you are loved, never doubt that your work and efforts are appreciated, never doubt for a moment that we will win this. You are the realization of everything that your ancestors fought for, you are their continuation, the worth of all their blood, sweat and tears...their effort to carve out a better life on this hostile rock. And now, it is your turn to carry that gift called Civilization, to preserve it for the generations that follow ours.