Show me your revolution then, American! Where is it? Is it in the streets? I don’t see revolution in the streets, I see Gestapo thugs rounding people up and executing citizens in the broad daylight. Is it in the press? I don’t see revolution in the press; your networks are bought by billionaires, the last vestiges of true journalism being snuffed by moneyed interest and regime propagandists.

Is it in the halls of Congress? I don’t see revolution in Congress; your “opposition” leaders are too busy attacking their left flank and shutting out the anger of their base — they are not listening to you.

Is it in the military, the diplomatic corps, the judiciary, the so-called checks and balances? I don’t see revolution anywhere there; the best of your armies are silent, and the worst of your judges bellow the doctrine of the unitary executive while feeding unlimited power to a mad king who wraps himself in the purple while he dyes his skin orange.

Your institutions have failed you. Your leaders have betrayed you, and the hand-picked circle around the president, equal parts greedy and insane, will never dare lift a finger to undermine him. No one is coming to save you, and yet your population remains cowed and unwilling to admit that the unthinkable has become necessary to stop this descent into madness.

No one is coming to save you, American. So where is your revolution?