V: Good evening, America.
            Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of everyday routine, the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition, the totality of television. I enjoy them as much as any bloke.
             But in the spirit of commemoration, where upon important events of the past, usually associated with someoneâs death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, are celebrated with a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way.
       Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isnât there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Whoâs to blame? Well, certainly, there are those who are more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable.
           But again, truth be told, if youâre looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldnât be? War, terror, disease. They were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic, you turned to the now president, Donald Trump. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. This November 5th, I seek to end that silence.
        More than four hundred years ago, a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words; they are perspectives. So if youâve seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you, then I would suggest that you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked.
       But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me, in one monthâs time, outside the gates of the White House, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgotten.
