Posts Tagged ‘United we are strong’

May 2, 2117

Today is a dark day, a day that will go down in the history of this once great nation of ours. Once upon a time America stood for freedom and had been the most brilliant beacon of hope in a tumultuous world. We had led the charge, advocating for humanitarian causes across a broad spectrum, especially for humane treatment of all people, without restriction. While the Elites have long done away with the humanitarian mantel once anchored securely around our shoulders, today they take that bastardization of morality one step further.

Today, the Devil will announce torture, torment and evil- new weapons in their war on democracy. Soon, a broadcast will go out across this entire nation – a new day, a new era- one bloodier than the last and hedging the way into a darker future.

Why, you ask…

In the name of financial gain…for entertainment…. they will claim. I’m sure at some point, they will nod to sovereignty as well, but you and I, and every other member of the Legion, the entire Opposition… we can be certain of the true answer to that question- to send a very clear message to us all.

What are the Elites doing now, you wonder…

They have long been in the business of playing God, using myself and other Elite Premiers as executioners of their will. So too have they been dabbling in the fine art of selling souls. However, they will now be moving that market to the mainstream.

Today they will announce the auctioning off of our loved ones.

It’s true. The broadcast that will call out across this nation in the matter of hours will showcase their newest gimmick, their newest spectacle. In the time since my April 25, 2117 post they have managed to capture all remaining immediate family members of the sixteen lives spent at the entrance to the Pitman Tunnels – the three who made the delivery and the thirteen captured trying to obtain clean water.

Each of those family members will go up for sale in an auction open to all Elites. They will be sold, one per day over the next several weeks. Once sold, the highest bidder will arrive to a “secure location” where they will be given four hours. Four hours to do whatever they wish, as long as it ends in their death. As nauseating as this may be, it gets worse.

Also open to all Elites is a subscription service wherein you pay a fee to stream the live feed and watch the four hour allotment. You can buy per person, or subscribe to the entire event, wherein each of the public executions will be streamed to the personal device of your choosing.

Remember, this is now the Elites’ America. We’re nothing if not smart business men and women. Can’t miss out on a profitable opportunity like this, right?

Please, my dear followers… forgive me for my sarcasm, my callous demeanor. Ice is my only shield as I face this horrifying future. As an Elite Premier, I will witness Every. Single. Death. they televise. As a member of this Legion, the Opposition, I will become more enraged, more determined to turn the tide against them. As a citizen, I will feel more helpless. And, as a person, I will become more broken. This newest chapter in America’s future breaks my heart, as I’m sure it does yours.

But we mustn’t allow it to break our resolve. Do not shrink away from them. Do not allow this to instill more fear in you.

Do not allow them to beat you, to beat us.

That is what they want. They want to make it appear as though they are impenetrable, beyond our reach. Well, they are human, the same as you and me. We may not possess the evil that flows through their veins, but flow it does, and when cut, they bleed, just like you and I.

Though it may be difficult to remember, one day… one day this will change. We will bring their own measures of deceit, misery and pain to them. We need only bide our time, continue to build toward that moment… that single, glorious moment when we strike back and reclaim honor, dignity and democracy.

So until next time… We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 25, 2117

Hi there my fellow Legion members. It is with a heavy heart that I address you today.

We recently made an attempt to deliver water rations to Legion members of Municipal Six. We had enough water supply to ease the next month substantially for several dozen of you. Unfortunately, the Elites knew of our delivery, and I have since been able to determine how they learned of it.

Please know, this broadcast blog has not been compromised. However, my ability to maintain the confidentiality of the information communicated herein only goes so far. Once I put the information into your hands, I cannot control it. That is why it is imperative you communicate my messages to no one. Somebody, undoubtedly fueled by compassion and the desire to help their fellow man, shared intelligence on the delivery. That communication was intercepted by the Elites, and lives were lost as a result. Do I need to remind you all that the Elites have eyes and ears everywhere? I would have thought not, but based on what I’ve witnessed, it seems I must.

So, here goes: the information disseminated herein is ONLY for the readers of this blog. Colton and I are continually notifying more Legion members to tune in, but we ensure such communication is entirely without risk. Please, do not share what you learn here. If you want to help, share your water, not its location. Speaking in hushed tones doesn’t conceal your secrets; it only alerts the nearest patrol drone to tune in, announcing that there is information to be had. Telling somebody you believe to be member, having faith in them… it is not the same as a guarantee. Colton’s security clearance and our ability to access information provides the only guarantee. Those are the people we alert. Telling a friend, a loved one, even if it is paper exchanged in a handshake, code conveyed by hand signals or lights…. these efforts only make us all more vulnerable. I appreciate your efforts, but they must stop. If they do not, I will not endanger more lives. Instead, I will no longer alert you to assistance and aid. This is our first chance… this blog, CLOVER America, is the only thing that belongs to us. The Elites cannot access it. Would you really choose to throw the one thing that is truly ours away because of carelessness, because of your fool-hardy attempt to help others? If you’re unsure, let me explain the consequences of a bleeding heart.

Just hours after my post indicating the location of the delivery went live, there was a citizen, a regular, everyday Transport Loader in Municipal Six who was headed home from a long day of unloading food to the FRE when he noticed two people cloaked in dark shadows with eyes to the sky. It peaked his interest, especially when he saw they were waiting for a break in the drones’ patrol above. So, he altered his pace and as he sauntered by, he caught a snippet of a hurried conversation exchanged between the two.

“Really? Free water?” the first whispered, dubious.

“Yeah. There for the taking, just be there early. Pitman Tunnels entrance. 0600 hours.”

“No shit?”

“No shit.”

Now, this exchange is how our friendly Transport Loader described it, in his words. While the language may have been embellished, the key pieces were correct. As soon as this citizen heard that exchange, he scurried to the nearest Guard Post and demanded to speak with a supervisor. When they arrived, undoubtedly to arrest or eliminate him for the disturbance, he gushed the information he had ascertained. Dumbfounded by his claim, they brought him before the Premiers and we were tasked with verifying same. Unfortunately, I was already tasked elsewhere and didn’t participate, but those who did confirmed that sure enough, a truck load of bottled water was being dropped off, as promised.

But what was it that compelled this citizen to divulge such information? While difficult for us to comprehend, most regular citizens endeavor to get in the good graces of the Elites. They hope it will buy them favors, immunity or if nothing else, the ability to continue in this life. Knowing this, the Elites used him to perpetuate this illusion. They filmed the entire scenario and are editing now to run a feature on it, showing the attempted “treason” by Legion members in seeking water they weren’t entitled to. They question why Legion members believe themselves above the law, why they believe they are entitled to more water than non-members… and the deaths. They will actually be televising the deaths of all those involved. For now, I will not discuss this aspect of the tragedy. I first want to see how it is presented, and then tell you the truth. Their feature is expected to run on this evening’s news. When you watch it, when you see the disgusting illusion they paint for all National citizens, keep in mind one thing: the Elites are clever. Though they are restricting water to a degree that will result in countless deaths, they will paint those who strive for life as the enemy. They are gaining momentum in turning all Nationals against us, recruiting them to their side. They are manipulative savages, keenly aware of society’s desperation, their need to be included, even if such security is only a guise used to gain their cooperation in their own exploitation. When facing such evil, do you really think you have any rights, much less the ability to speak freely? Do not communicate anything you read here to others. To do so, is to hand more power to the enemy and will result in my refusing to cooperate. We would lose the greatest thing we have… a springboard to a brighter tomorrow.

Maintain your silence or surrender. The choice is yours.

Until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 21, 2117

The signal isn’t strong today, and I’m afraid the communication between all necessary proxy servers will not hold long to maintain encryption. So, I say only this:

Bottled water will be delivered for Municipal Six Legion members at the entrance to the Pitman Tunnels, just inside the border to the Middle. Delivery to be tomorrow, 0600. Implement standard Legion protocol, ensure you are not followed and take only what you can conceal on your person. No unnecessary risks and come alone. Do not share the information. You know the drill.

This will be a first come, first serve basis. Best of luck.

Until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 20, 2117

Well, it appears the perpetual drought is going to impact all of us here in Muni Six a bit more than usual. Of course, by all of us, I mean all those who are not Elites. Rest assured, their lawns, swimming pools, golf courses, long, hot showers, decorative fountains,  etc. will remain unaffected. However, all those in the Middle, and especially in the Underbelly, please consider yourselves warned.

Last week, we participated in a meeting to which we received our subsequent Premier briefing just yesterday. We were given certain orders to implement that will have a direct impact on each of you. Our orders indicate we will be providing details and/or deliveries to Elites placed throughout the Middle and Underbelly to ensure they continually have access to clean water. However, a broadcast will be made across Muni 6 indicating that all other citizens will be subject to severe water restrictions.  Those in the Middle will be allotted only one gallon of water per person, per week for the entire month of May. As for those of you in the Underbelly, you will receive one liter…just one measly liter of water per person, per week. Now, we all know, such amounts are not able to sustain life. The Elites are aware of this as well; they suffer no delusions that one liter is sufficient for seven days’ hydration. In fact, a handful of Elites even voiced concern that such restriction would cause their Non-Threat, Viables, and other Underbelly “meat-suits”, to experience a premature death. Their concern is that such deaths are unnecessary and would make future broad medical testing and conflict scenarios difficult without the endless supply of “meat-suits”. Despite this concern, the restrictions are being implemented and will commence May 1st.

It may be interesting to note that the few Elites who had voiced such concern suddenly went “missing”. Of course, the Capital states that their missing status while uncanny, is nothing more than coincidence. Even more coincidental was the rash of “Fresh Meat” deliveries made throughout the Underbelly. The Capital claimed the meat to be a gift for the Underbelly. As sickening as this may be, remember, at the end of the day, life sustaining protein is still life sustaining. You had no knowledge that what you consumed last week following the Elites’ open discussion was anything abnormal. You couldn’t have known, just as I didn’t until today. Times have never been more desperate, and though cannibalism is still nausea-inducing, it cannot be foregone in the face of true hunger and starvation. You have done nothing wrong. The Capital served a message to the dissenters in our meeting, and in so doing, were able to embolden your menu. For that, I apologize and assure you, if I learn of something like this again, I will give what warnings I can.

Back to the more pressing issue: If you have a secure/hidden storage area, fill every container you can spare with water. Remember, water storage in unclean containers can be dangerous. If this is a method you must use, please ensure you boil the water before drinking to reduce your chances of e-coli consumption, etc. As we proceed into the month, it will get more and more difficult to heed this next bit of advice: Do not drink simply because you’re thirsty. Yes, to be thirsty is to be dehydrated. However, try to pace yourself; take only the occasional sip in an effort to keep severe dehydration at bay. If you are unable to control your usage early on, you will deplete your resources too soon.

Of course it goes without saying, but do not use water for showering, cleaning, washing clothes, etc. Beyond this, we will have to get creative if we are to survive the next month. Colton and I have secured six contraptions that will allow you to filter, reuse and yes, drink your urine. Please note, these once belonged to the Military Nationals, and if the directions are followed properly, it is perfectly safe (even if not exactly appetizing). We will be supplying these contraptions to known Legion members we believe appropriately placed to make the best use of them – those who will be able to share with a high number of you. Additionally, we have a small stockpile of bottled water we have been collecting over the past few years. We will make them available as regularly as possible and alert you to the locations. I do apologize we are unable to do more, but the bottled water will be on a first come, first serve basis.

The odds against those of you in the Underbelly are enormous here. However, those of you in the Middle are not immune to dehydration either. We must be frugal, we must be creative, and remember, fruits and vegetables contain water. Select those over sodium-rich processed meats and canned goods from the FRE when you can. Be courageous, and do not give up. More importantly, please, please do not forget your humanity through this. Share your water if you can, just as Colton and I will be doing all that we can. This is going to be a difficult month for all of us, but please, do not fight amongst yourselves. Do not take advantage of non-members, and don’t forget to share with non-members too. Though your neighbors may not belong to the Legion as we do, we are all victims of the Elites. Don’t lose sight of that.

Any emergency scenarios or requests for aid, please post them here. We will alert you to locations of water as we can…Beyond that…let’s hope for rain and pray the restriction ends before the arrival of summer.

Until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 19, 2117

Well my fellow Legion members, we’ve had a quiet couple of days here in Muni 6.. Since news of the Eielson family’s tragic “murder/suicide” aired, it seems Legion members and Opposition members alike have allowed themselves to be persuaded into a tiny pen of complacency. Please, do not allow this. I urge you to fight through the haze of fear twirling around you. Yesterday, even our Legion’s meeting was cancelled. This is not unheard of, and Lord knows it’s not the first, nor will it be the last, to be cancelled, but what was the reasoning behind the cancellation? I haven’t heard any rumblings within the Upper that they had any suspicions of a gathering of Legion members. Even if they had, we have met under far greater odds, and yet yesterday… nothing. Colton and I were there, as were three other members, all of us, members of the Elites. And yet, those with arguably less obstacles to overcome in participating in the meeting… nothing. If there was something that prohibited you from participating, please say so here. Perhaps there is something that I am missing. But, if it was dread that kept you at bay, please reconsider that decision. Fear is a weapon, a weapon they used against us when they eliminated Eielson’s family. However, we too are learning to wield the same weapon. We must continue down our current path if we are to be victorious. Our very own leader, Braden James, sanctioned yesterday’s meeting, despite his usual recommendation to remain concealed and maintain vigilance. Those of you who know me, know this next statement already. For those of you who don’t know me personally, please allow me to introduce myself a bit more clearly.

My name is Harper Eckles, and I’m a bitch.

In fact, it’s one of the first things you notice about me. First, my dark skin amid a sea of primarily white Elites. Second, I am unwavering, unforgiving and blunt. Because I am a female, this usually groups me into the realm of bitch. If efficiency is gained by wearing such a label, so be it. But, in that mindset, I cannot understand why a previously planned meeting was foregone because of something so small as fear. Fear. Fear? Need I remind you, we all live in a constant state of fear!

People have risked their lives to coordinate yesterday’s meeting, some lives actually being given. Have you all forgotten about Arman Fuentas? Three weeks ago, he was attempting to communicate with another Legion supporter, confirming the location of yesterday’s meeting, when he was found crossing a desert lot moving from the Underbelly into the Middle. He was apprehended and interrogated. He managed to survive thus far in life by feigning ignorance, being labeled as a “Non-Threat, Viable” citizen. As such, the Elites kept him alive in the Underbelly thus far, assuming he was compliant, for later use in scientific testing. (If you’d like more details on this, please see: http://cloveramerica.net/2015/04/30/municipal-two-update/)

During interrogation, Arman relied on the same talent he had used to get by in life, again feigning ignorance and never letting on that he even knew of the Legion, much less belonged. Because the Elites believed him incapable of thought, they bought his story that he was only looking for food and didn’t question further. Instead, they employed one of their favorite measures for ensuring those in the Underbelly do not leave the Underbelly without authorization. They chose fear.

They placed him in the quad of Reid Middle School. For those of you outside Muni 6, Reid Middle School is the only Middle School in our Middle. Generally, it houses around 45,000 pupils, depending on how many are eliminated annually due to standardized testing. At the center of the school is a quad, used for physical resilience testing and grooming (whereupon students are taught pain tolerance and to maintain composure in sweltering heat, etc.) This quad is where Arman was sentenced. They ensured he had nothing on his person, no personal effects whatsoever, looped a chain around his neck and chained it to post at the center of the concrete quad. Simple. Effective.

That’s it. That was his punishment, they chained him to a post and left him. Those students walked past him daily, aware that he had attempted to enter the Middle without authorization. They witnessed him waste away, before their very eyes. Even those who had ridiculed and mocked him early on couldn’t make eye contact by day four as he shriveled into non-existence. He never called out to any of them, never revealed his allegiance to the Legion even as his mind began to leave him behind. He kept quiet so that we could meet, so that we could take another step in moving toward the New Revolution. Three attempted rescue missions failed, collecting another eighteen lives. In total, nineteen lives were given to allow yesterday’s meeting. But with nobody there to participate, what was the point?

Though, Arman did serve as an excellent Elite lesson for those kids: to do something without the Elties’ blessing is to sin, punishable only by torment and excruciating pain… to which death is the only release.

Now, if the Elites do this to a man (not to mention tens of thousands of kids forced to witness), over something so small as hunger, in what world do you think it best to remain compliant? Remaining united, planning our next steps, that is the only way we break free of these chains of fear. Join me, or don’t. That choice is for you to decide. But, do not claim allegiance when you refuse to participate. To do so is to jeopardize the lives of others for no reason. If you do that, what separates you from the Elites?

Our meeting is being rescheduled. The details will follow. So, until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 16, 2117

Anytime now, you all will see a “Breaking News” banner fly across your televisions, monitors, tablets and feeds on your phones as you are redirected to the broadcast. Likewise, a condensed version will broadcast on your watches, mobile lenses (for those of you in the Underbelly who don’t know what mobile lenses are, these are Elite issued glasses) and through your Federal email accounts if, of course, you are an Elite. I’m not exactly sure what “details” the media will share with us, but I participated in a full briefing today. What we will see in the impending news alert is little more than a message, a threat, to our beloved Legion. I am confident it will deviate from the truth in almost every way. So, for all you fellow Legion members, please know that once the broadcast has concluded, I will fill in the blanks the media omits.

A family is dead tonight, in what appears to be a tragic murder-suicide. Tragic? Yes. Murder-suicide? That depends on your perspective. Craig Eielson had worked as a fellow Premier here in Muni Six for more than twenty years. In fact, he was one of my direct supervisors and had taken me under his blood-soaked wing from the moment I received my appointment as a Premier. I dare say that despite the fact Craig was an Elite, I believe he had the potential to have been a good man if the Elites hadn’t interfered. Like any good Elite, he was incapable of remorse, and ever the dutiful Premier, he had embraced the torture, or as they refer to it “training”, which had coaxed his humanity away from his heart. In its place, he accepted compliance with orders and absolute evil. While I had seen him do things and give orders that make me shudder to recall, I will always remember the regret I found in his eyes. He was unflinching in his role as a Premier, but I saw the ghosts he collected behind those amber gateways to his soul. He was a monster, a monster they created, but if they hadn’t molded him into that creature I do believe he could have been a truly wonderful man. For that, I am sad to see him go. I will not bemoan his passing, for every Elite that dies is one less enemy we face, but I do regret that his fate had been bound unabashedly to the horror his life’s path led him through. He had been given no choice, and even if only for that, I think we can all raise our glass. For now, I will wait to see what the broadcast tells, but I will give you the whole story shortly. So until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.

April 15, 2117

I regret to inform you that my request to participate in the next round of Retrievals has been denied. I have not been read in far enough to know the names of the individuals, ages, or any identifying information. All I have been able to determine is that there are eleven from our very own Municipal, six from the Upper, four from the Middle, and surprisingly, one from the Underbelly. If you have children, please be prepared. The Retrievals will be taking place any time now. I wish you all the best of luck, though I think I speak for us all when I say, luck has a very limited role in any of our lives anymore.

But do not wallow in despair at our helplessness. Do not give up. Do not give in to their demands or accept our reality. This is America. Once upon a time, America was a beautiful thing, and I firmly, ardently believe it can be again. Our predecessors errored in whom and what they placed their faith. They believed in justice, in a complacent tomorrow, in their politicians and laws.

They were wrong.

We know this now because we’re left to pick up the pieces. Well, my fellow Legion members, when we pick up the pieces, let’s make sure they stick, and let’s make damn sure we like the image we create. Hope is not lost. A better tomorrow is not just an illusion. They may take some of our children, but not all of us. And, as horrifying as the grooming process may be, there is still a chance, however slim, that your child might remain intact on the other side. Colton and I both went through the grooming process and it only strengthened our allegiance to the Legion. It is possible others will do the same.

We will correct America’s path. Perhaps it won’t be today, but it is not out of reach either. Just six months ago, we never could have envisioned a broadcast platform, much less one as secure as this, and yet… here we are. Countless Legion supporters are working tirelessly toward a New Revolution. But, this musn’t be rushed. We must get it right. So until next time…

We are the Legion. The Legion lives on. Harper Eckles, out.