Twic Genius

A Clear Message from Trump

God has blessed your country. It is time to return home and hold your corrupt leaders accountable. Stop wandering the streets of America.

If Americans had been complacent and refused to fight for change, this great nation would not exist. If the French had stayed silent in 1775, France wouldn’t be the developed nation it is today.

If you choose to continue playing tribal politics and accepting suffering, your ruling class will keep looting your nation’s wealth with impunity. Stop relying on organizations like WHO for subsidized drugs. At this stage, your country should be producing its own medicines for basic ailments. America has left WHO for a reason.

Demand accountability from your leaders for the state of your healthcare system. When they fall ill, they flee to the U.S. for treatment, funded by your nation’s resources. Meanwhile, you remain at home, enduring substandard services.

Keep playing tribal politics if you wish, but stay out of the U.S. If you are ready to see real change, take responsibility and reclaim your country from the grip of a corrupt ruling class, just as the French and Americans did in their revolutions.

Every developed nation has an accurate population record. Even in hell, God keeps a record of who is there. America belongs to Americans—not Nigerians, Indians, Chinese, Mexicans, or others fleeing their homelands in search of a better life.

We fought for our liberty and progress. Don’t sit idle, waiting for angels to fix your bad roads or build your future. Demand accountability while your ministers, governors, and commissioners loot trillions.

Return to your country and rewrite the narrative. Stop running to America with your pregnant wives, hoping your children will automatically gain U.S. citizenship. That privilege is no longer available.

Make sure to be in with your equals if you're going to fallout with your superiors.

Be first in the field, the last to the couch.

Twic proverb

Sometimes you will never know the value of the moment until it becomes a memory.

Both happiness and misery render us incapable of properly remembering what it was like to experience their converse.

Anxiety isn't necessarily a sign that there's something wrong with us; it's simply a proof that we're alive to the true complexity and drama of existence.