The Resistance Doesn’t Care If You’re Red or Blue. But It Needs You.
No matter what state you live in, this is your fight too
I’m speaking to you from Ukraine.
And that doesn’t only mean a country at war or under invasion.
It means a country under threat from the worst kind of fascism: the one that wraps itself in a flag and claims it came to save you.
But I’m not just speaking from a battlefield. I’m speaking from a country that used to be deeply divided.
Demographically. Politically. Culturally.
Just like the United States.
We had regions closer to Russia, cities that spoke different languages, and no agreement on who should lead us.
Even the election of Volodymyr Zelenskyy in 2019 was not unanimous. Far from it.
If you look at the voting map, you'll see we were a country split in color and sentiment.
But then the bombs fell.
And suddenly, there were no east or west Ukrainians.
No Russian-speaking or Ukrainian-speaking Ukrainians.
There were only Ukrainians.
Only people who knew what was right, and who chose to fight for it.
And that’s what I see in you now.
You didn’t need tanks on your street to recognize the danger.
You didn’t wait for explosions to remember what matters.
You saw where this was heading, and you said no.
In red cities.
In red towns.
In red families.
You said no.
I saw you in Idaho, Missouri, Kentucky, Florida. Places that are supposed to be Trump’s territory.
But you stood up.
Against pressure from your town, your state, even your family. You stood up when it was so much easier to stay quiet.
In my country, we learned that fascism doesn’t always show up dressed like a villain.
It calls itself a savior.
It promises safety, but only if you kneel.
But you saw through it. And you chose to be the resistance, even if it made you the outcast.
This is the bravery history remembers. The bravery that turns the tide.
You reminded me of what happened here in Ukraine when we finally stopped arguing and chose each other.
When we looked past our maps, our politics, our differences, and became one nation.
Today, we are united not just in geography, but in spirit.
For our country. For our people.
For the right to be Ukrainian.
For the right to stand with Europe. To join NATO. To exist.
And if war could do that to us, if fascism could force us into unity, then you, my friends in the United States, you can do it too.
You don’t need missiles and destruction to become one.
You don’t need blood in the streets to remember what you’re made of.
You can choose each other now.
You can hold the line, before it’s too late.
This is why I started The Freedom Line.
Not just to write from Ukraine, but to remind you that we are holding this line together.
It doesn’t matter if you’re in a red state or a blue one.
What matters is whether your heart still knows the difference between power and justice, and whether you’re willing to say it out loud.
You are not alone.
We’re holding the line, together.
And if red or blue still matters where you are, then forgive the color.
Remember the courage.
Because everywhere, freedom is rising.
—Viktor
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As always, you speak with the strength of clarity and truth. Yes! There is no red or blue, no left vs right. There is only democracy vs fascism. Thank you for being a beacon of light, Viktor. 🇺🇦🇺🇸
A thought just came to me. White is the color of peace. Peace joins us. Becomes the glue between red and blue states. If we all remember we are one country White will united and bind red and blue states into one country like our flag. We are red white and blue. We the People -United States!!!