“Ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country.”

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“Ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country.”


And for decades, American men have understood the assignment:
At eighteen, you fill out a Selective Service card.
You put your name on a list that says, in plain English, “If the government needs bodies, yours may be one of them.”
No trending hashtags. No sobbing monologues. No “I’m literally shaking.”
Just a pen, a form, and the quiet understanding that citizenship comes with weight.


But now—now—we are told the republic is on the brink of collapse because the SAVE Act might require documentation when someone changes their legal name.


Not a draft.
Not a war.
Not a summons.
A document.

(Read in JFK's cadence:)

My fellow Americans: we have become a nation that can stomach the possibility of conscription…
but cannot survive the possibility of paperwork.


We have confused inconvenience with oppression.
We have mistaken a filing cabinet for fascism.
And we have replaced civic seriousness with performative panic—staged not for the truth, but for the applause.


So let us be clear: if your freedom is defeated by a photocopy, it was never tyranny that threatened you—
it was adulthood.
 
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“Ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country.”


And for decades, American men have understood the assignment:
At eighteen, you fill out a Selective Service card.
You put your name on a list that says, in plain English, “If the government needs bodies, yours may be one of them.”
No trending hashtags. No sobbing monologues. No “I’m literally shaking.”
Just a pen, a form, and the quiet understanding that citizenship comes with weight.


But now—now—we are told the republic is on the brink of collapse because the SAVE Act might require documentation when someone changes their legal name.


Not a draft.
Not a war.
Not a summons.
A document.

(Read in JFK's cadence:)

My fellow Americans: we have become a nation that can stomach the possibility of conscription…
but cannot survive the possibility of paperwork.


We have confused inconvenience with oppression.
We have mistaken a filing cabinet for fascism.
And we have replaced civic seriousness with performative panic—staged not for the truth, but for the applause.


So let us be clear: if your freedom is defeated by a photocopy, it was never tyranny that threatened you—
it was adulthood.
Wait a minute, you are comparing the military draft to Voter IDs?
 
“Ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country.”


And for decades, American men have understood the assignment:
At eighteen, you fill out a Selective Service card.
You put your name on a list that says, in plain English, “If the government needs bodies, yours may be one of them.”
No trending hashtags. No sobbing monologues. No “I’m literally shaking.”
Just a pen, a form, and the quiet understanding that citizenship comes with weight.


But now—now—we are told the republic is on the brink of collapse because the SAVE Act might require documentation when someone changes their legal name.


Not a draft.
Not a war.
Not a summons.
A document.

(Read in JFK's cadence:)

My fellow Americans: we have become a nation that can stomach the possibility of conscription…
but cannot survive the possibility of paperwork.


We have confused inconvenience with oppression.
We have mistaken a filing cabinet for fascism.
And we have replaced civic seriousness with performative panic—staged not for the truth, but for the applause.


So let us be clear: if your freedom is defeated by a photocopy, it was never tyranny that threatened you—
it was adulthood.
And?
 
“Ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country.”


And for decades, American men have understood the assignment:
At eighteen, you fill out a Selective Service card.
You put your name on a list that says, in plain English, “If the government needs bodies, yours may be one of them.”
No trending hashtags. No sobbing monologues. No “I’m literally shaking.”
Just a pen, a form, and the quiet understanding that citizenship comes with weight.


But now—now—we are told the republic is on the brink of collapse because the SAVE Act might require documentation when someone changes their legal name.


Not a draft.
Not a war.
Not a summons.
A document.

(Read in JFK's cadence:)

My fellow Americans: we have become a nation that can stomach the possibility of conscription…
but cannot survive the possibility of paperwork.


We have confused inconvenience with oppression.
We have mistaken a filing cabinet for fascism.
And we have replaced civic seriousness with performative panic—staged not for the truth, but for the applause.


So let us be clear: if your freedom is defeated by a photocopy, it was never tyranny that threatened you—
it was adulthood.
Did the grinning clown you see in the mirror applaud in approval with this screed of yours?

Here are the reasons why your Cheeto Jeezus latest machinations is yet another BS he wants to shovel on the American public:

The House has passed the Trump-backed SAVE Act. Here are 8 things to know​


www.npr.org/2025/03/12/nx-s1-5301676/save-act-explainer-voter-registration
 
I am making fun of how these miserable cat women that smell like cat piss are crying about an ID

I am pointing out how far we have come from the days of Kennedy
Not crying, just pointing out the facts, the whole voter ID move is nothing more that a strategic political move to disenfranchise targeted voters

And if you want to focus on how far we have come since Kennedy’s quote you need to go no further than your Messiah pimping his Presidency for personal profit, billions in personal profit, Trump’s ain’t even asking what his country can do for him, he’s just doing it
 
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