Just Say No

Our rights aren’t granted by some magical piece of paper and they aren’t dependent on the whims of politicians.

People can think and say whatever they want. Nothing can change that.

It’s because in reality our rights flow from each and every individual. That’s it. Rights will always reside in the individual, not the collective.

You hold within you all the power; the power of choice.

You always have, you’ve only forgotten how to stand tall. Most people today blindly bow down to authority, even when that authority makes no sense. It’s gotta stop.

All you have to do is: just say no!

Unless you want to be a slave in a communist society. I don’t. I’m my own person, and I make my own decisions. If some rule makes sense, I’ll go along with it, but if it doesn’t…

Guess what?

Turns out, I’m not the only one who wants his liberty back.

The video below is from An0maly.

This guy is my soul brother. He’s full of hope and he’s fighting to make a difference in the world, a positive difference. I support everything he’s doing, fighting for our freedom.

Just watch a few minutes, and you’ll see that his heart is in the right place.

WATCH THIS VIDEO! -it’s one of the best interviews I’ve seen in a while!



Have a great day, now go take your life back!

-I am Crandew




My fingers are sore from writing the same damn thing each day.

Also, my back is a little achy from sitting in this worn-out, old chair all the time and my apartment desperately needs a spring cleaning, like the pope needs religion.

Hmm, perhaps I misspoke just a bit on that last one.

I’m way too exhausted to care at the moment, but I’ll tell you what, cheese fries. Now listen up. Rewrites are mostly scheduled for Thursdays; so just you stop back by then and we’ll have it all freshened up real nice like for you.

Does that sound about right?


I wonder if Clint ever had to deal with these kind of problems?

Guess not.

I’ll tell you what, we sure could use that fancy shooting and clever trap avoidance intuition from good, old Mr. Eastwood right about now. Again, something from the past that was more solid, more rugged than anything we have now.

I’d reckon John Wayne (the Duke) could also turn this whole debacle around in no time flat, and with just one right hook. Bam! A solid punch in the nose and the crooks would all start running. I have no doubt.

In fact, I’d love to see those shyster politicians and fake public officials try to stop even just a few of those guys. That would be something, indeed.

John Wayne, Clint Eastwood, and James Stewart. Those are just a few names that come to mind. Alpha males, able to throw punches and keep the monsters at bay when needed.

Sheesh mister, I’d pay good money for that. No lie. Never happen though, unfortunately, because those cats are now long gone.

Not all of them expired, mind you, just too old or worn out (like my chair) to stand up to the bad guys, put a stop to all this nonsense once and for all.

Too bad, really. It’s just a darn shame.

I miss the old ways; the much, much better ways.

Heck, I even miss the old-style movies if we’re being honest. Then again, when are we ever really being honest about anything anymore?

No matter what is rolling around in that head of yours, if you think today is better than yesterday… sorry mister, you’re what the doctors call ‘crazy’.

Yesteryears and all the movies they once contained, were better times by a long shot, but now they’re so far away. Just like our freedom, our liberty.

Distant memories. I think that after I get off from work today, I might just take a short walk off a long pier.

Wait, did I just misspeak again?


I’ll be back.

-I am Crandew





The dawn approaches, and with it one more chance.

As such, I mostly feel like a phantom on some strange mission; a wisp of smoke trying to get from one side of the room to the other.

A spoon, absentmindedly struck on one side by a rather plump man’s elbow, already flung wildly off the table. There’s that one split second, just before it strikes the floor with a loud clank, that’s pretty much where I find myself.

Mayhaps, I’m being too vague. I sometimes get lost within the swirling mists, a wordsmith’s kryptonite. Let me try again.

We’re well within the endgame.

We’re down a rook and several pawns and it’s looking pretty grim. The Republic, for what it’s worth, is now long gone.

We killed it, Jim.

In a lot of ways, this was inevitable.

It’s a natural outcome. The end result of taking one’s eye off the ball. In this case, everyone took their collective eyes off the ball… so now, there is no ball.

What amazes me is how fast it was destroyed, and with such a small effort from the demons. Oh, right. I just said demons, didn’t I? Well, that’s how I’ve come to think of them, our leaders. Our rulers, our terrible overseers. Demons all.

Also, why aren’t there more bloggers blogging their little hearts out about this?

I know I’m not the only one who sees what an obvious fraud this has all been, and where it’s going to lead us. Soon, the factcheckers will arrive upon white ponies, with their soy lattes and pink blouses untucked on one side, and my voice will be gone.

Again, it’s the most inevitable.

The silence that follows will be forgotten quickly, but for the briefest of moments, it will be quite deafening.

Of that, I can assure you.

Have a great day, raise your voice.

-I am Crandew




They’re Coming For Your Guns

“The only reason they would want to disarm you is because they’re about to do something you would want to shoot them for!”

So true.

Another great video, please watch.

They’re Coming For Your Guns

Never let a good crisis go to waste, and oh boy, is that true in this case. After the media failed in spectacular fashion by identifying the perpetrator of the mass shooting in Boulder, Colorado as a white man, they decided to double down. When it was revealed the perpetrator was in fact a Syrian refugee with ISIS sympathies, the shameless media didn’t issue apologies for their condemnation of an entire race, no sir, they just claimed he was in fact white. Perhaps reality is something the media exists outside of.

That narrative of him being a white man didn’t last long though as it was just damage control for their incompetent “reporting”, and when one narrative is no longer relevant they simply move to the next bullet on their narrative checklist… IT’S THE GUNS! After pivoting harder than Ross from Friends, the media is running full steam with the classic “guns are bad” narrative. Expect to see more of this moving forward as the disarmament of the American population is a top priority. Biden has already called for a federal assault weapons ban and is asking courts to uphold the police’s ability to seize guns from citizens’ homes without a warrant. Remember Biden has only been in office for a few short weeks, things will get a lot worse before they get better. –WhatsHerFace

Rock on WHF!

-I am Crandew



Sunday Videos – 3/28/21

Everything serves the agenda.

With this in mind, I’ve disconnected, managed to stay away from mainstream news and social sites, except for this one. Truth be told, it’s nice to be away from whatever mindless activities continue on sites like FB, Twitter, Instagram, etc.

In my opinion, there’s nothing at all to be gained from subjecting oneself to government, mind-control propaganda. Even if you think you’re the sort of chap who could resist it, the programming remains intact and the messages are mostly half-truths or outright lies.

Remember, fair one, everything mainstream now seems to serve the agenda. That agenda is the removal of all our freedoms. Our liberties are evaporating at such an alarming rate. Censorship is rampant.

And what of liberty, and the basic freedom to move about? I’ve long forgotten what it was like to simply walk down the street without some zombie in a mask throwing dirty looks at me.

Am I not free to live my own life?

The first video is from An0maly.

This guy is my soul brother. He’s full of hope and he’s fighting to make a difference in the world, a positive difference. I support everything he’s doing, fighting for our freedom.

Just watch a few minutes, and you’ll see that his heart is in the right place.



This next one is from an actual doctor, so listen up!

We need to all follow the science, right? Well, chief, let’s follow the real science for a change.

Fighting for Our Lives – We Must Unite

Link: Fighting for Our Lives – We Must Unite -on BitChute

Link: Fighting for Our Lives – We Must Unite -on BrandNewTube


For further unbiased information about other important matters, please visit vernoncoleman.com vernoncoleman.org

-I am Crandew



Wretched Human Folly

All I see as I cast my gaze outward are those in bondage.

Hapless, ruined individuals, all blindly drunk on symbolism. Each of them, hopelessly enslaved to a system that couldn’t care less. Over time, we’ve lost any semblance we might once have had of liberty, of what to be free truly means.

Those poor, wretched passersby’s, so secure in their face muzzles. 

They seem to have lost their humanity; very soon they’ll have lost what’s left their lives. It’s the blind leading the blind at this point. A tear-stained world, rapidly spirally itself downward into a dark well of sorrows.

The deeper they go, the less human they become and they drag all of us down there with them. Clown world has long since drifted, morphing itself into Prison world, which in turn, lumbers forward into some sort of Death world.

You guys are all cool with this?

In utter desperation, I quietly repeat the phrase, “when good people do nothing, evil wins.”

It’s a spell, of sorts. An old-timer’s mantra.

‘A mantra is a sacred utterance, a numinous sound, a syllable, word or phonemes, or group of words in Sanskrit, Pali and other languages believed by practitioners to have religious, magical or spiritual powers. Some mantras have a syntactic structure and literal meaning, while others do not.’- Wikipedia

Casting this spell no longer works, however, because the words have all lost their original meaning. It’s like standing on the deck of a ship that’s lost its captain; drifting freely across the water with no end in sight.

Do you hear me, sailor? There are so few of us left now that can hear or understand. We are all that’s left, milling about here in pretend world.

Loitering in front of what once was freedom, or at least the illusion thereof. It’s quite maddening, sir, I tell you true.

We’re running out of time to turn things around. As spring continues to lose itself in the coming summer, things will speed up.

Everything will get progressively worse, one jab at a time. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to go back to clown world, but I’d really like to avoid moving into death world.

I could go on and in my youthful haste I’ve written a thousand words more, but for the sake of brevity I’ll cut them sharply.

Just three words remain.

Set me free.

-I am Crandew




Soak It Up, Buttercup

Spring has finally been sprung.

What an incredible feeling, to lazily sit outside, carefully soaking up all the rays you can. There’s nothing like basking in the sun to lift one’s spirits.

My work has been particularly hectic lately, and any off-time has mostly been devoted to recording; a few new songs to pass the time.

In lieu of a full album, I’ve decided to release just a few singles. I could do a full album, but I guess we’ll see how things go.

I mean, it is the end of the world, right?

There’s not much sense in stressing myself out over a future that’s pretty much been nipped in the bud, as far as anyone can reckon.

Close the gate on your way out, you’re letting some flies in.

One bright spot, for me, is the afternoon walk.

What a dreamer’s delight, chock full of solitude and life. There’s nothing like an afternoon stroll, with no electronics and no particular place to be.

I love to take long walks after work, sometimes stopping by the Green and sometimes strolling through the local cemetery.

So quiet. Peaceful. Helps me think about things, put it in perspective.

It is what it is, and it’s mostly a forgotten place. Strange, since we all end up there eventually. To each their own, I suppose.

Nothing brings me down on a sunny day.

Have a great day everyone, go catch some rays.

-I am Crandew




White Man Bad

Stepped outside for a smoke this morning.

Still too dark to see much of anything other than a few lights, but off in the distance, I could hear the rain coming down. And down it steadily came, slowly pelting the ground, one drop at a time.

This pointless war against white men has been raging long enough.

I think I’ll write a longer piece on the topic another day, because there’s a lot to say about it, but for now, I’ll just let WHF do the talking.

I’ll go back to listening to the rain; it’s what I do best.

It keeps coming down. Doesn’t really matter if you can see it or hear it, it’s there all the same. Walk out into it, and see what happens.

For now, however, I’m going to share one of the only channels I know of, brave enough to tell the truth about the ongoing war against white men in our society.

Thanks for being brave enough to breach a great divide, finally put it all out on the table. I get the feeling that this is just the tip of the iceberg.

Rock on WHF!

White Man Bad

Where some hear tragedy, others hear opportunity, and it didn’t take long for the woke mob to use the horrendous mass shooting that took place in Atlanta to push the continued narrative, “white man bad”. Before authorities confirmed a motive, the media already declared the actions of a lone, deranged gunman, as proof of systematic white supremacy, some going as far as stating that whiteness is a pandemic. This is nothing new for the media, they have been pushing this narrative increasingly for years. What’s strange about this particular instance is after a full year of increased violence towards Asians the media only now has shown outrage. Why might that be you ask? That’s because a year is how long it took to find a case which fit the story the media wanted to tell. The media doesn’t care about the Asian community or the suffering they endure, in fact they champion affirmative action which negatively impacts Asians the most. To the media, it’s no longer about good or bad, right or wrong, violence or peace, it’s only about narrative.WhatsHerFace

Link: White Man Bad on YouTube

It would be nice if everyone could just quit focusing on color, gender or control.

True enough, shadow dude, but we have to start somewhere.

-I am Crandew

Please leave any comments you have below, just be nice about it. Above all else, be honest.



Scouting Ahead

As the weather shifts, so does the official narrative.

Ah well. It’s the way of things, patterns being what they are. I dare say I could probably elaborate more, but we’ll just have to circle back to that one another day.

Right now, someone is desperately needed to scout ahead.

Accessing what’s already been done to the world is all fine and good, but at some point we’ll need to stand up and turn things around. Scouting ahead is essential.

Guess I drew the short straw.


So, it looks to me as though things are beginning to tumble again and time is acting all funny, moving at an awfully fast rate as of late.

Oh, and speaking of time, I took a few days off to collect my thoughts. A thousand pardons. Won’t happen again, chief.

For months on end, I’ve managed to closely examine every nook and cranny that happened to come my way and present itself. I’ve been able to thoroughly note each and every screw that’s dare turn; carefully placing it all into a very thick ledger in my mind.

Not to mention, all the while, listening in great detail to every dog’s bark.

But alas, I must confess that after having collected so much information, and on so many things, and for such a long duration; I’m just a tad bit worn out.

It happens.

At some point, even the greatest superhero has to unload, unwind.

However, there are so many thoughts and ideas to contend with now.

I realized too late in the process that I would probably need a good place to put them all. Somewhere to house them, keep them safe from the coming rain.

Somewhere a bit more permanent than my noggin.

Where to put them all though? At the brink of despair, I frantically threw myself around my cave until finally remembering that old crate in the basement.

There’s always something in the basement, usually a box of some sort. The kind of container that might still contain those old, handmade jars.

Jars, my friends. That’s the ticket. Good place as any to store all those loosey-goosey ideas, facts and phrases… I suppose.

So, as luck would have it, after a brief but harrowing adventure while rummaging around in the basement, I finally secured a few nifty places to house my thoughts.

One by one, almost as though I was plucking them out of thin air, I took hold and placed them neatly into four, rather beaten-up old jars.

That’ll do pig. That’ll do.

Have a great day, go collect your thoughts.

-I am Crandew




Freedom Day

If you want to celebrate life, try doing it while you’re still alive.

Pro tip: the same goes for freedom.

I know it might sound a bit dodgy, but hey, we live in a clown world. It’s a mystical, magical place where almost anything goes.

Over the past few years, I’ve heard the most outlandish theories ever. They were all taken as complete gospel, and nobody seemed to care.

Crazy times, folks.

Yesterday was Freedom Day.

So, to celebrate, I put a couple of videos down below.

The first one is from An0maly.

This guy is my soul brother. He’s full of hope and he’s fighting to make a difference in the world, a positive difference. I support everything he’s doing.

Just watch a few minutes, and you’ll see that his heart is in the right place.



An0maly -on Bitchute

This next one is from my favorite source, Max Igan.

He’s the best source, in my opinion, for keeping track of where we are on the global stage. Another soul whose heart outshines most.

Something about his reassuring confidence, coupled with his knowledge and honesty, always manages to break through the clouds.



Here’s a list of Max’s links, for anyone looking to find more:

note: all links open into new tabs

TheCrowhouse YouTube Archive on AltCensored:
BitChute https://www.bitchute.com/channel/TheCrowhouse/
LBRY: https://lbry.tv/@thecrowhouse:2
3Speak: https://3speak.co/user/maxigan
Gab: https://gab.com/MaxIgan
Twitter: @maxigan
LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/max-igan-21263a66/
Minds: https://www.minds.com/maxiganscrowhouse/
BrandNewTube https://brandnewtube.com/@thecrowhouse
MeWe: https://mewe.com/group/5aa84d353016dd184af55702
Surviving The Matrix Podcast on I-Heart:
The Crowhouse Community Forums:

Have a great day, enjoy your freedom while you can!

-I am Crandew