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By K.M. Breakey
For ten years, Justin Trudeau purposefully ran Canada into the ground via mass immigration and various other malfeasance. So what do Canadians do when he leaves?
They re-elect the Liberals. You just can’t make it up. Our new PM’s far more polished, but he’s also a blatant globalist and I fear a sinister side will emerge quickly.
America, on the other hand, re-elected Trump for the second time — some would say third — and I took great comfort in that victory. I firmly believe Trump’s talk of annexing Canada was purely to troll our weak and effeminate former PM, and I loved it.
But can Americans rest easy? No way. Not with clowns like AOC lining up for 2028. Who comes after Trump? It’s a huge concern in a world where globalists and commies circle Western countries like vultures.
They don’t have our best interests at heart. They don’t care about the American Dream or the nuclear family. They don’t give two hoots about patriotism or the pursuit of happiness. In fact, these are bad things — obstacles to be crushed.
We all feel the threat, but what can we do? How can we fight the madness?
Some fight it head on. No subterfuge. No pseudonyms. No fear. Despite various levels of tyranny, these brave souls act up and speak out. They make it their mission. They risk job loss, ostracization, persecution, imprisonment, even death. God bless them. They’re modern-day heroes.
Myself, I don’t have that kind of courage. I confine my dissidence to writing novels, and I’ve been at it over ten years, documenting the war on First World nations. As I’ve worked my way through the Anglosphere, I’ve had my eye on the crown jewel for some time — Britain herself. But when all I see is modern-day Brits being defiled, humiliated, and reduced to second-class citizens, what story is there to tell? I can’t serve up a black pill, but crafting a plausible near-future happy ending seemed near impossible. ’Twas a thorny dilemma.
Meanwhile on social media, I’d been noticing the popularity of nostalgic imagery of yesterday’s Britain. People found joy and comfort in the content.
Presto!
The idea for Time Travel arrived with a flourish. With this plot device, I could take readers on grand adventures exploring the beauty and grace of not-so-long-ago Britain. All sorts of possibilities emerged. How was the present shaped? How can the future be shaped? Time Travel allowed a book about England that was palatable, enjoyable, and even offered a modicum of hope.
The idea was so fraught with possibility, I realized an entire series was needed to properly tell the tale. There’s just so much to celebrate in the Anglosphere. We’ve been demonized so unfairly and for so long that we forget the near-otherworldly accomplishments of our ancestors. European men — particularly the British — invented the modern world. They built the finest nations on the planet from scratch, and they did it everywhere they went.