You’re Not Crazy. They Just Hate That You Remember.
When the Mob Forgets, the Remnant Remembers
There’s an old idea—older than social media, older than talk radio, older even than political parties—that speaks directly to you.
It’s the idea of The Remnant.
The Remnant isn’t loud. It doesn’t trend. It doesn’t riot, cancel, or beg for applause. The Remnant simply refuses to forget. It holds the line when others sell out. It remembers what was said when it wasn’t popular, what was true before it was convenient, and what mattered before the mob rewrote the script.
And if you’re reading this—if you’ve been called a traitor for not cheering loud enough, a purist for not lying fast enough, or a problem for not deleting your old posts—you are the Remnant.
You were mocked for staying consistent.
You were exiled for remembering history.
You were told to conform—and you didn’t.
Now they’re furious not because you were wrong…
…but because you weren’t.
This isn’t about right or left. This is about memory versus manipulation. It’s about what happens when entire movements are built on selective amnesia, and someone dares to…