It is no longer amazing how they despise courage, integrity and hard work.
How they deeply resent those who strive, build and earn their place in this country.
Their bile is so consuming that they cannot even bring themselves to feel pride in our sporting victories, in our heroes.
We have seen what lies beneath the posturing: cowardice, a complete absence of integrity, and a willingness to be bought for a handful of silver.
So is it any wonder that they nurture cockroaches?
These self-appointed gatekeepers who believe they have the right to decide who belongs, who deserves recognition, and whose achievements are worthy of being celebrated.
For years, they demanded mediocrity and called it humility. They preferred us invisible, compliant and grateful, because our invisibility gave them power.
But we rejected that script.
We have built. We have persevered. We can see our share of success ahead. And, most importantly, we have found our voice.
What they once mistook for a broken spirit was simply patience.
What they assumed was pliability was restraint.
And now our confidence threatens the position they had grown accustomed to occupying.
The gatekeepers have lost the gate. The game is up.