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maybe it's time

 If you've been living under a rock lately (or have gotten wise and are avoiding the news), it's possible that you haven't heard the song that's stirring up a lot of people: Oliver Anthony's "Rich Men North of Richmond."

*slight language warning for the song

It has quickly resonated with people all over the world and across the political spectrum, racking up 17 million view and counting. It has drawn the attention of media outlets, some decrying it as a "QAnon" or "right-wing" anthem that people only like because it "punches down" and others promoting it as "a passionate cry from average people against exploitative elites." On youtube, the video has comments from the Czech Republic, Germany, Southern Africa, Poland, the UK, Korea... I'm sure there are more, but I just scrolled through the very latest comments. In the US, there are comments that span the nation--north to south, east to west.

Our nation (and our world, it would seem) has been on a downward spiral for a long time:

 Maybe now is the time.

Maybe people are waking up, realizing that our freedoms are being stolen away by those who want nothing less than to subjugate us.

Maybe now is the time for the ordinary Americans to join together.

Maybe it's time for us to stop letting the "rich men north of Richmond" divide us, because we know they are only doing it so they can conquer us.

Maybe it's time for us to stop being distracted by the things the media tells us we should be focusing on and instead start paying attention to what's important.

Maybe we should tell those who consider themselves the "elite" that they don't know what's best for the rest of us.

Maybe it's time for us to tell the government that they don't own our kids, our health, or our spirits.

Maybe it's time we stand up.

Maybe it's time we fight back.

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