I donated after the wikileaks dnc release and I started shitting my pants because I realized we are literally run by molech worshipping, child trafficking and sacrificing kikes, and because I had been told by the news I wasn't allowed to know these things but I dug anyway, I knew someone would be coming to my door for what I knew. Run on sentence, my excuse is a long work day and a big glass of wine(or three). I just knew she was going to win and nothing would stop it. I was terrified by what I knew, I figured my family was going to pay for my digging. I was loud and upset about everything I knew on social platforms because I was naive. No one listened about any of it, they just wanted their HFCS and entertainment buzzes, and I was interfering. Ya, I was scared bad. I still remember where I was the day of that election, thinking my time was up and I had condemned my family. It was only about six months after he was elected that I realized he was a speed bump to stop the damage wikileaks had done. Enough people had gotten wind to potentially be a problem. He slowed down the majority of them and wooed them into trust the plan complacency. I'm so disgusted still.