There are always the sycophants who believe they can comply their way out of tyranny. And then there are us. The schools will ultimately fail because the weight of communism is too great. Those of us who are left will pick up the pieces. I look at Maui and realize the tyrants can scorch the earth, but they can't kill all of us. I'm awake and realize we're at war. My only job is to survive. I may die, but that is certain anyway.