about The Algerian
I remember an America that was once a land of freedom and opportunity, a republic that stood for We, The People before the degenerates who seized the levers of power in the bureaucratic mazes of Sodom-on-the-Potomac decided it was You, The Problem.
My name is Jack Kolesaar, and I am in the vanguard of the movement to reclaim the American Republic for all its citizens, not just those who went to the right universities. I am an Algerian. The invaders I fight may have been born here, but they are alien colonists all the same.
I place no stock in election outcomes between twinned parties of corruption that together form the two sides of an utterly debased coin. My tools of political reform are the rifle, the pistol, the blade. Nor have I any interest in the inept stooges who occupy political office. I hunt those who place them there. House by house, street by street, county by county, we will purge those who are traitors to this nation. I am an Algerian. If you are one of those who betrayed us, one of those who sold out your brethren for thirty stock options, I will be the last thing you don’t see before you die.