PECKERWOOD'S WEEKLY LUNOCRACY POST! For the Week of 1/06/2025

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How fitting that our first post of the year lands on Treason Day. The day when a bunch of murderous psychopaths stormed the capitol with nothing but mayhem and treason on the brain. Now those same insane clown posse wannabes are going to roam free in the wild again. After the orange menace pardons them, the message will be loud and clear: Do harm in my name, and you are a freedom fighter who won't go to prison. Run free domestic terrorists. They are about to Fuck Around and Find Out. The Left is angry as hell, and we aren't going to take it anymore. We will organize, and we will revolt.  I refuse to bow down and take it. We will resist. And if it takes rage, then rage is what we will give. In the meantime, take care of yourself. You will need your strength and mental health to get through this. Together, we are power. 



Free this man. He will die in prison while
the Insane Treason Posse will be free.

My hero and spirit husband. He didn't have to fight, but he did. 







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